The other morning we went out and picked the last bowlful of peppers from the garden and just couldn't escape the fact that the new season has arrived.
And I couldn't help but take a few pictures.
"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns."
- George Eliot
Holden loves when Mommy bakes.
(Picking the streusel topping off of the Applesauce Bread)
The beautiful, colorful peppers
Looking down our road
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