The end of fall in Michigan. Maybe. I hope not, but I'm expecting most of the leaves will be gone by the time I get back.
Knowing I am being carefully watched as I shower by a little kitty who wants to make sure the evil water doesn't hurt me.
Sitting and reading in my big brown chair.
Even better, sitting there with a little kitty who wants to make sure none of the evil leaves outside dare to come near our house.
And last, the pitifully cute sounds my boy makes when I sabotage the last few moments of his sleep with the clickity-click of my camera. Actually, I miss him already.
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