I'm seeing evidence of fall all over these parts. I have to admit I am NOT ready, I love summer. My parents gave me a tree for my birthday, though, a maple. It makes my heart happy. Seriously, I've never had a tree that turns anything but brown before the leaves fall to the ground. It's making the transition into winter almost exciting.
I looked outside this morning and thought "all of that beauty is just falling to the ground I want to save some of it". (dramatic? Yes! but true) That led me to a hole new world of art. The girls and I collected a few leaves and flattened them in a book... soon, very soon, we'll be pulling them to try out some yummy fall art.