What happened to Fall?
Wasn’t it just yesterday it was 65* out?
It was a blustery 25* this morning.
We did have a beautiful Fall this year.
I wanted to stop all the time while I was driving to take photos.
Once upon a time I stopped so long I had a buggy catch up with me.
The kids love this time of the year too.
Every year when it starts cooling off, they ask about a leaf pile.
Playing in the leaf pile is one of the top actives of Fall,
who care about the pretty leaves.
This year one even went out to play in it with her pajamas on.
I know, I know. We need help.
Madison was less the amused with their antics and hid
under her green “tarp” with the Little One.
Little One hated the leaf pile.
Cried and fussed every time her feet hit the ground.
They solved the problem by putting her into this little wagon.
As long as the dog stayed away, all was well.
The pajama girl got hot and went to change.
Madison was still trying to protect her hair at this point.
Mr D is in there trying to dig an igloo. Wrong season buddy.
The long version of this would be called
“Tackle Madison and stuff leaves all over her.”
I think she gave up staying clean after this.
2 little happies! Love to see them play together.
When the igloo of leaves failed, he took up swimming in them.
This was a running dive with the dog bounding in behind.
And they all yelled, “Happy Fall.”
This was only the first time blowing leaves.
It takes quite a few times here in the woods to collect them all.
In the middle of this beauty is the spot we call home.
Our road, I know, such lovely patching they do here.
When we pull into the lane, Little One starts saying, “Home, home.”
My question of the day I have been pondering the last while.
Why do I want my prayers to be answered?
For my benefit?
Or to bring glory to God?
What are your thoughts?