It starts!

I was warned that the smells would change. They said the very feel of the air would become different. They were right.

Fall is coming, and you can feel it. The smell of fall floats from time to time in the breeze. I suddenly feel like baking. I begin to start hankering for soup, and bread that has pumpkin or ginger in it. The geese are noisily making their return. And of course the leaves are turning...red, gold, deep brown.


Seasons...they are pretty cool.... La vida dulce!