This is why I was in such a Tiz to get back to Atlanta:
The Coast is beautiful in October, and it's a non-stop party, but then there is Fall in Atlanta...
The air turns sweet, and smells like acorns and leaves. You start to think about red plaid wool, fires in the fireplace, the gleam of woodwork in the library, and slow-cooked stews.
The Pond is going quiet...no more Snapping Turtle Battles, no more Geese with Bad Behavior.
We'll miss sitting on the little Boat House porch with our evening cocktails...
But there is always the fire pit off the kitchen deck, where we only build fires in the Winter. It gives such a cozy feeling to prepare dinner with that warm glow in the background.
Seasons change, and Winter is near. Squirrels are busy gathering nuts and fluffing their blankets. All the children are starting to think about Being Good and the upcoming Holidays, while all the adults are planning meals and polishing up our nests.
Don't you just love that?
