Temperatures have dropped and everything is wet with thick mist. The weather reports are predicting snow this weekend. It's officially time for bundling up in layers and throwing on waterproof boots.
This morning we invited friends over for a pancake breakfast. Afterwards we all headed into the woods for some fresh air. The sound of swishing and crunching leaves under our feet was so loud that we could hardly hear each other talk. Much of the golden and red leaves have fallen and formed a thick carpet on the path...so the countdown is on for that day that comes every year, when the wind blows fierce and sends all the last leaves swirling into winter.
I love this winding down and bundling up. Thinking of Christmas. Feeling that chill in the air. This is the time of year when nature grows quiet, while streets, stores, and homes begin to decorate and celebrate. Such a familiar and charming combination.