Fall is coming. I can feel it in my bones. My first 10 years were spent in Maine, experiencing the grandeur of a true New England autumn, and it remains my favorite season. Today's high was 88 degrees. I'm wearing a polar fleece tonight for the first time since spring! Another high in the 80s tomorrow. After 100+ 88 degrees feels like crisp fall air. I can't wait :-)
A surprise lurking behind the planter bed:
80 lb Lax mix, Tady, is hidden behind a big melon!
This six-toed cat, Paws to you, has been with my husband since before I met him. He is a very talkative, opinionated sort.
Some dogs play with sticks. Our dog, Catahoula mix, Jay, collects firewood:
The pomegranates are starting to blush
One of our sunflowers, looking down on me