This entire past week has been in the high 80s and 90s
and, frankly, I'm all
thasrediculous.
But something miraculous happened between Saturday night, when Kristopher, Mike, and I
slept outside (because it was too hot in our apartments), and Sunday morning
when fall arrived.
And I can't help but plan an apple orchard outfit (complete with Biscoff) now that the chill is in the air.