Sigh, as I struggle under a mound of satin and bejeweled organza (pictures by the weekend) on this rainy and dreary day, my kids and I lament the ending of this beautiful fall we’ve had. The brilliant sun, the long shadows, the days outside on the swing…all coming to a close.
I love looking out my front window at the lone tree whose fiery leaves will remain long after the first snow flies.
And here is a hut my kids are building out of the tall grasses that are like bamboo in the back. Will they finish before the weight of the snow crushes it?