It's one o'clock currently and I actually need to wear a sweater. Do you know what that means? Well, it means that it is finally fall here in the lone star state. Time to officially retire all sun dresses, short skirts, and shorts and break out the jeans, jackets, and long-sleeved shirts. The leaves are just starting to change colors, but this is Texas and they'll probably only get slightly yellow at best. But some of the leaves are actually falling, which means looking like a lunatic stepping on the crunchiest leaves. Of course, there were a bunch of crunchy leaves last month, but that was only because a maple tree got overly excited and all its leaves fell off within a few days. It is currently the only bare tree.
And now there's a squirrel... barking at me? Growling? I don't have a clue what to call that, but he sounds mad. Chill out, Tommy, I'm twenty feet away from you
and you're also in a tree. It's okay, man. Nooo, be quiet! There's a big giant hawk, hide! Don't get eaten!! Okay, hawk is gone. Tommy is safe.
Um, anyway. Happy fall everyone!
Love,
Alice
