The one in which I talk about the weather...
Fall is for sure upon us here in Northern California. Its dark in the morning when I leave the house and after Sunday's rain, the air has been crisper.
The trees are changing color. There are beautiful reds, yellows and greens every where you look.
No frost yet, but it's headed that way. My friends, the 10 turkeys, are missing from their regular spot in this field.
But the sun rises are amazing.
The ground fog is so beautiful and romantic. Fall means sweater weather. Fall means falling leaves. Fall means unabashed knitting. I can't wait!
Fall is for sure upon us here in Northern California. Its dark in the morning when I leave the house and after Sunday's rain, the air has been crisper. 
The trees are changing color. There are beautiful reds, yellows and greens every where you look.
No frost yet, but it's headed that way. My friends, the 10 turkeys, are missing from their regular spot in this field.
But the sun rises are amazing.
The ground fog is so beautiful and romantic. Fall means sweater weather. Fall means falling leaves. Fall means unabashed knitting. I can't wait!
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