Weekends are heaven here. Saturday we went down to the Wakarusa River, to a spot I drive by every day on my way to work, to make some pictures of the changing leaves. They’re beautiful in town, but haven’t quite turned down there yet. We still romped around and chased frogs and nearly ruined our clothes.
Yesterday we went to the pumpkin patch and picked out a few more pumpkins than we needed, drank hot apple cider, played with pups and chickens, and fell in love with the coming fall in Kansas.