Fall is here! It has been what my Grandfather called an "Indian Summer." I love that name--it brings back so many wonderful memories.
I remember collecting beautiful fall leaves and pressing them flat in old phone books. Nowdays people don't use phone books because they have everything on computer and in their phones.
It is silly--but I still have some of those old phone books--and the leaves are still there as colorful and bright as the day I pressed them.
Despite our warm Fall, it is beginning to get crispy cold at night and the colors are beginning to show in the leaves of the trees around my home.
Have a wonderful Fall season, sweet Friends.
