the smells of fall

Ahh the joy of fall. The crisp wind, crackly leaves and crunchy apples. I love, love, love fall. On the first chilly day I had to make an apple pie.



There is nothing like the scent of a pie in the oven. The kids came out to the kitchen when I pulled this out and just breathed. Ahh the scent of fall.
I am ready for the brisk days and night fires. I am ready to watch the kids jump in leaves and carve pumpkins. I am ready to slow our pace. I am ready.