Here in lovely North Dakota, its definitely turning to fall. You can smell it in the air. You can certainly feel it as well. Without fail I'm ready for apple pie, pumpkins, beef stew, piles of brilliantly colored leaves, and big cuddly sweaters. The epitome of autumn (my favorite season) in my mind.
Last weekend we had, what I'm guessing to be, one of the last picnics of the year with our 'canada friends'. Crackers and cheese, cut up veggies, and juice boxes never tasted quite so good as when shared with my little boys, a good friend, and her two boys.