Fall was my Grandma’s favorite time of the year. Spring is mine but I can see why she loved Fall so much! I could become a convert!
Our trees are starting to change and the folks that know about such things are predicting a beautiful show of color in the mountains and here! I expect they may be correct!
It is a smell a feeling an in the air sort of “thing” fall!
I love the feel of the sun on my shoulders (hot) but the clear crisp air with the hint of fresh mowed grass on it. And the light is all but blinding those golden rays of sun light and how they give everything a golden hue! Yeah, I can see why Grandma loved fall!
The dogs this evening moused in the field for a long time, I had to call them in in fact. Even the sheep felt it! They were running and doing that funny sheep jump enjoying the cool evening air! Sheep are so funny to watch when they play like that! Course the horses were fresh as well!
Our day ended as the sun went down sitting and watching out towards Ole Steep Rock Mountain and Grandma’s house. We sat and visited with my Mother and Paul . What a nice end to such a beautiful day!
