Fall.

Some things I like about fall.

The skies. Always intricate. Always pretty.

Harses. Harses. Harses. Harses.

Wait, no.... farms.

Butterflies!!

Ruthie's birthday!!! She's 7, people. 7.

Dog. He has nothing to do with fall, but Ben got a good picture of him.

Chiminea.

Things I do not like about fall.

(None of which deserve pictures.)

Wet feet after walking the dog at 6:30 in the morning.

Cold sheets when you get back in bed after having to get out of bed for only 1.07 minutes.

Sick babies.

Sick kids.

Darkness at 7pm.

Sick children. Did I already say that?

Wet dirty floors from the wet cold feet (or shoes if you're not Ben).

Thus concludes my likes and dislikes. For the evening at least.