Oh, how I love the Fall! I truly think it is my favorite season. I fell in love with it the year we moved to Santa Cruz. My freshman year of high school. I had just started a rather rigorous curriculum which revolved around reading the classics. Most of my school work had to do with ancient Greece and I have these vivid memories of sitting in a rocking chair by the huge wood fireplace with one of my mom's quilts around my legs and the smell of chamomile peppermint tea wafting from the chair by me. It seemed to be foggy every morning that fall. There was this giant redwood tree (well, it still is) there right outside of the living room window and we called it The Goblin. It was seriously GIANT. The lower half was all knobby from branches being knocked off it through the years/centuries. The top was a perfect cone of rich, dark green foliage. It was across the field and street and up the next hill, but when you looked outside the door with the fog rolling around, and the tree was the only thing you could see, it seriously looked Otherworldly. (Um, yeah. Don't think thats a word....but but whatever....).
Anyway, it has been nice and crisp and fallish (yay! I'm on a roll here,Webster.....) around these parts lately. I have been putting sweaters and hats and warm shoes on the girls to go to the park in the early morning. Here are a few outtakes from a few days ago...
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