It's amazing how fleeting fall is. At least here in Buffalo. Summer, summer, summer, summer, fall, WINTER! And winter lasts a long time here, let me tell you.
My favorite time of year, without a doubt. The smell of apples and cinnamon and leaves and fires burning. The chill in the air that a long sleeved shirt and a sweater can handle. The colors (oh the colors) of the leaves on the trees. Who knew these colors even existed in such vibrancy! Stunning.
It's a nice pre-cursor to the long, gray, dreary winters we experience here from November until March (and let's be honest, sometimes April).
Yes. Yesterday was perfect. I wanted to write it all down so I wouldn't forget. Remind me of this post in the middle of January, wont' you?
This beauty is right outside of our dining room window!