Beautiful weather. Time alone together. The feeling of expectation. A walk in the russet fields. Sweetest of the sweetest people. Pumpkins and pies. Making a quilt (him). Knitting (me). Woodsmoke and raindrops. Sunflowers and birdsong. The whole weekend felt like a gift. Every minute.
This russet-field beauty was at Kruger's Farm on Saturday.
"What kind of dog is that?" Why, she's a Cardigan Welsh corgi :-). My little Clover Meadow so bright.
She lags behind if I'm behind.