I feel like my last three months of blog entries were a sort of tribute to the glory of Seattle summers, but Fall in the PNW ain’t too shabby, either.  The trees are bursting with color and have shed just enough leaves to coat the ground with a nice crinkly carpet of gold.  Swim season is over, but duck hunting season is well underway – we hop in the car and visit our feathered friends at the Arboretum whenever the sun comes out.
We spent a lazy Saturday there with the Chens, and after the longest short walk ever, as Juliette seemed to run twenty steps backward for every twenty-one steps forward, we staked out a spot near the water to crack open a bottle of wine and watch the sailboats.
Like I said, not too shabby.
My mom and dad were in town last weekend and we spent Friday afternoon at Kubota Gardens – we’d been there just one week earlier with Shane’s mom, but wowsers, it had gotten even better since then! Â Happy Birthday to me!
Such a treat to ring in my 34th year with this crew and these colors.
Saturday was rainy, rainy, rainy – we hardly left the house and were all feeling completely stir-crazy by Sunday morning. Â Thank goodness for a sun-break! Â Off to the arboretum again!
My mom and dad headed back to Oregon on Sunday afternoon while Shane, Jules, and I went for a jog along the trails at the Redmond Watershed Preserve. Â Juliette happily bumped along the wooded path with Shane, singing songs while I huffed and puffed to keep up.
We saw a couple of horses on the trails, and three days later, we’re still hearing about them. Â “Horsey go poo-poo on his bottom, mama!”
Thanks, October, for being awesome.