A new season is peeking into summer. It's making it's appearance known with shiny silver dollar money plants ready to harvest, children groaning with even the thought of homework, and chilly nights where your toes cry out for soft warm socks.
You can't see my silly giddy grin but I love fall the best. Give me that damp musty fallen leaves smell. Chunky sweaters and warm mugs full of tea. Winter can stay away but fall ... your welcome to come in.