But for some reason, our weatherman did not get the reminder memo of fall and decided instead to skip right over and jump headlong into winter. Either that or he took me too literally and gave gave me brisk to the nth degree.
This is what my backyard should look like right about this time of year:
Pretty, isn't it? This year's reality? Not quite the same:
Look at those poor trees. They didn't even get a chance to turn color before being hit with this:But in spite of all the unfamiliarness of no autumn and the insane snow, it is good to know some things will never change. Like family around the table at Thanksgiving. Pumpkin Spice Lattes at Starbucks. And the middle school football team holding practise:
Go team go!