..my second-favorite season (formerly numreo uno, until I discovered the tropics where summer never ends; now, well..).
As I was saying: autmn. Fall. It smells good, it looks good, there's different stuff to eat, and I'm allowed to scare children. Awesome. And 'round home, it means the annual trip to the Pumpkin Patch.
Yeah, they've got elephant ears and bratwurst and a petting zoo and a farmer's market and hayrides and the bigass hay maze and, well, pumpkins of course.
The dog loves it too. She knows where we're going and whines when we get there and runs amok. It's treat for all of us.
