I love how the seasons play tricks on our minds, convincing us in early autumn that 50 degrees is chilly, then turning around and assuring us in spring that 50 is beautifully warm. Seasons shrink our jeans into shorts in spring (60 degrees or so), then shivers us into pulling out the jeans in autumn at the same temperature.
And so today I was reminiscing about when I thought
that was cold last fall. (I'm definitely rethinking that, now that it gets to 0 degrees at night.) I remembered that I took a whole bunch of pictures and never got around to posting them, so this is basically a photo dump of autumn reminiscing.
xoxo.
