The windows were open last night and the breeze was blowing in...the thermostat dropped to 73 degrees...and McIntosh had three blankets on.
It's like it fall or something.
Even though the weather won't really agree with us for a couple of months, it is fall in our seasonally sentimental hearts. There's college football on all day Saturday's, there are plans to go apple picking and throw pumpkin carving parties, and then there was the annual trip into the attic to get down the decorations (including a new blog banner...that didn't have to come out of the attic).
Heck, there was even homemade applesauce cooking on our stove earlier today.
It's like it's fall or something.
