It has already snowed in my neck of the woods. I don’t like snow. It doesn’t matter how many years I’ve lived here I will never get used to the cold or the snow. I already miss my open toe shoes and being able to sit on my porch as I watch my kids play on the street.
Before this last snow we got a chance to drive up the canyon and see the pretty leaves. We picked a spot on the side of the road near a little stream and had a picnic. My son pretended to surf on the stream (and that’s just an idea on how my “beach” family rolls). The colors were beautiful, we even spotted a couple of deer not too far from us. The time together was PERFECT.
Fall is never long enough.
And one of my favorite moments of it all: Papi and his little girls: