with FALL, ya freak-os...
The weather around here is starting to smell of burnt leaves and apple cider. It makes me wish I had a kid, if only to take it to Vala's Pumkin Patch.
In the fall, patios should came standard with basement apartments.
As a child, when the autumn leaves fell, so did the dollar signs in my parents' checking account. The spending was legit: school tuition, new tennis shoes and the St. Stephen the Martyr craft show.
Pictures like this make me fear the snow, the grey, the death.
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:) these pics make me happy, and make me wish i lived in a place where fall (or seasons in general) actually existed.
ReplyDeleteYou don't have to live here, just visit. North Dakota: where the chocolate is hot! :)
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