The gap between Halloween and Thanksgiving is so weird.
Above? Signs of fall from my driveway. (A lovely gradient, no?)
Below? Signs of spring at my office.
On the way home from work? Signs of winter.
Full-on Christmas decorations lit up two different houses whose halls were un-decked this morning.
70 degrees today, 50 tomorrow. What the heck?
I’m so ready for Thanksgiving. It’s like we’re all in the starting blocks of a new season waiting for the air pistol to go off. And until it does, nothing and nobody knows quite what to do.
hey there, friends 