The Smell of Autumn

If you live in a place where you get to truly experience all four seasons, you know exactly the smell that I refer to. I wouldn't know how to describe it to you, but there is just a SMELL that comes with the change of each season. And right now, here in New York, it smells like fall.

It's a good thing we got out to enjoy the smell (and the sunshine) last weekend, because this weekend was so very awful. If last weekend was the picturesque perfection that is a New England autumn, this weekend was the exact opposite of that. I can take--I even welcome!--the crisp, chilly temperatures, but the dark, rainy, dampness is just gross.

So let's reminisce for a few minutes about how awesome last weekend was, shall we? We took Nora to an apple farm on Sunday morning. (You know we've been busy when our first apple picking venture of the year doesn't happen until late September! Usually we're out there sweating our asses off the first chance we get, at the end of August.)

This farm was new to us, but is closer than the one we've typically frequented, especially since we moved. This one still offers wagon rides, cider, and cider donuts, so it's a winner in our book. And as it turns out, the scenery here is actually way more beautiful than the "old" farm. Nice! My only complaint is that they don't have as large a variety of apples as the other farm, which stinks when you love all of those other varieties! 
Nora was very serious. I think she was sleepy. She's sporting her pink Bills jersey in support of her fave team, even though we were pretty certain they were going to lose to the New England Patriots. But LO AND BEHOLD, THEY WON. It was so exciting and fun, and it reminded me what it feels like to actually put your heart and soul into a team. My blood pressure skyrocketed, my heart was pounding, I was jumping up and down. Michael and I high-fived, I was waving fists in the air. It was glorious.

Of course, they lost today, but you know what? You can't win 'em all. We'll see what happens next week. The fact that I can even say "we'll see" right now is a testament to the fact that things MIGHT be changing for the Buffalo Bills. Hooray?

See? Sleepy. She has become quite the snuggler lately. Daddy and I kinda LOVE it. I hope we have some more fall weekends like last weekend. I can't stand the rain; it's so depressing. Coming up on the list of fall family fun? PUMPKINS. Wheee!