Is it fall yet?
It seems like every time I post I am still waiting. Tomorrow, they say. I guess we'll see.
I'll tell you how I know it's fall. The church where I grew up goes to Catoctin. I've been going there every year since I was a toddler, with the exception of only a couple times. When I was a kid our annual retreat was one of the highlights of my year: running around in the woods with other kids, sleeping in sleeping bags, helping the grown-ups make all the meals. Last weekend, we got to bring Khymi, and I don't know which of us was more excited. Khymi was mostly excited to hang out with her Dad's-house BFF, Big Girl Monster of Each Inch.
Last year it was almost unbearably cold. This year it was hot enough for shorts.
But there are always crunchy fall leaves...
There's always Cunningham Falls, and a snack from Pryor's Orchard...
There's always hot cocoa with marshmallows....
And there is always the company of a friend on the swings...
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Man! Those two just crack me up! They are just like 2 peas in a pod. Or two halves of a walnut in a walnut shell... or two watermelon seeds that grew very close together inside a watermelon... You get the idea.
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