Ready, set AUTUMN.
I get all sentimental about fall.
It feels like our shortest season.
How can I not be in love with crisper,
comfortable air masses and leaves turning colors?
Yarn and fall just go together like naps and blankets.
My broken butt is healing. I can feel some improvement.
Alas, no bike rides for me this fall.
Lots of walks, though.
Have you caught the Autumn bug yet?