Found out the lovely flowering bushes are lilacs. Collected a bunch to make simple syrup with. I sense champagne cocktails in my future.
Spending New Years in a bar above the local ball-to-be-dropped.
The view from my kitchen window. The first snows are like the first dates with winter.
The blizzard was a bit much; with this new look fall seems to have finally figured out how to dress this season.
For one brief, glorious moment, Mr. Pumpkin could fly.
They're playing Scotland the Brave at the Great Pumpkin Festival. Three cheers for men in kilts!
Snuggling with Brigid, the new puppy. She doesn't mind when I curse about Discrete Math.