My Colours Are Showing ⇒
It's fall. Here, on the west coast, that means rain but I don't mind so much because I have always loved fall. Talk to me again in January or February and I'll be complaining like everyone else about my wet feet but for now, I am enjoying the weather.
The leaves are turning colour and making a mess on the ground. My tree is already bare and I've raked the leaves and enjoyed jumping in the pile with my girls.
The air is crispy. Even though it may be warm in the sun, there is still that...