It was warm enough to eat breakfast outdoors in a t-shirt... but there were red and yellow fallen leaves all over the table. Despite the temperature flirting with eighty today, I am not fooled. It was almost dark by seven last night. It's winter.
I wanted to write a haiku about this - it seemed like the perfect seasonal topic - but I couldn't get the syllable count right:
Breakfast in short sleeves
Fallen leaves on the table
Wasn't born yesterday
And... Lilly went for a morning walk! Lilly never takes a walk in the morning. I think she wanted to go to the fancy dog store. I tried to explain that they are not open at 8:30 but I think she is very cross with me.