They’re in the air.
Fall is finally showing its face. The leaves are changing and the temperature is somewhat cooperating. As in sometimes it dips below 70 degrees for a few hours.
No rush Cleveland, we’ll get there.
Ricki is thrilled though.
Fall brings out the squirrels. Scurrying around frantically to prepare for the inevitable winter that will strike any day now. That’s how weather works here. Sunny one day, blizzarding the next.
But instead of dreading the coming winter, I’m savoring this small glimpse of fall we’ve been given.
And spending time cuddling the pup, watching the squirrels from the window.
His second favorite thing to do after chasing them
Still hasn’t figured out that he can’t climb trees and they can.
I’ll sit here with you all you want.