Later that same day when it warmed up and dried out, my girls plus a few others raked and built leaf apartments. It was the kind of afternoon where one mom drives by, and two kids hop out to play. Then one more joins and Grandma says I’m headed home, she’s having fun. And I say great! They played raking leaf houses from the time we got home from school till after dark. I cooked, and had a great view of all the joy outside my window.

Happy Fall you all. It finally feel likes it’s here. Along with soups and scarves and boots. The beautiful bright ginkgo leaves are bitter sweet in November for me. But they are my symbol of Fall. And I’m embracing all the feels.