A little "Walking in a Winter Wonderland" this evening.

Getting our "pie" on. 

And maybe a few other things...

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

I'm not sure what happened to October. Or over half of November. 

I feel like we were busy...?

But I can't tell you with what, off the top of my head.

There was soccer. And a Columbus circle neighborhood picnic. And exterior trim painting on the house. And yard winterizing. And a nasty cold/flu virus.

We made a bunch of soup and chili and cider. Oh, and apple bars. 

Schoolwork did get done, of course. A few hikes and leaf-kicking walks also. And we got a new furnace.

But... um...yeah.

Now I find myself composing Christmas gift lists, buying canned pumpkin, taking down the Halloween window decals. 

How are we here already?

Cause I feel sure September was like just last week.

SAY BOO ...

... AND SCARY ON.

She, of the 4 missing front 
teeth status, 
has just about as gaping 
a smile as her jack-o-lantern.

She was a bride. 
With rain boots.

I'm not gonna lie. Halloween was a blur. 

A wet and wild blur. 

We had over 450 kids come to our house for candy, you guys. 450 kids. Just kids. Don't even get me started on how many people that actually amounts to, when you factor in the entourage of dogs, strollers, wagons and adults all those kids came with. 

It. Was. Insane.

Plus we had family over for the day. And a Halloween after party that we didn't know we were throwing. That was E's idea. And she invited everyone. Without waiting for a yay or nay from us. (Somedays that kid... She's going to make me an extrovert yet.)

At one point I didn't even know who was in my house.

But it was all good.

There was candy galore and Chicken Lime soup and Apple Oat bars and Cider and a freaked out cat and wet leaves plastered to my floor and an impromptu music jam session and a time change.

I don't think missed anything.

Except maybe sitting down...?

"My favorite color is October..."

My roses have been loving this warm fall.

And I have been loving my roses.

Our last full day at the Farmhouse.

It is always bittersweet.

Because we've had so much fun and yet

the time here always seems to go by just too quickly...

Compared to other years there wasn't a lot of color. But day by day, we could see more and more of it appearing.

Hunter wellies are pretty much a must at the farmhouse.

Sheep!

 The Purdy Valley behind me.

She LOVES the donkeys.

Tommy.

It was a cloudy day but the sun came out just in time to set and paint the clouds and hills heliotrope. 

Our last fire.