The Pacific northwest is doing what it does best, being rainy and cold. I'm amazed that the leaves have hardly turned yet. It's already October and typically my yard is covered with maple leaves. I have an obscene amount of maple trees on my property and we have this love hate relationship. The leaves turn gorgeous colors but those little helicopters (the seed pods) are painful with their protective slivers.
I'm ready to hunker down for the fall and winter months. It's a time of healing and rejuvenation that I look forward to every year. Every season has a purpose.
I think tonight I may sit down and watch TV while knitting on my hoodie.