I love fall. It’s football, and fires, and sweaters, and stews. An explosion of color before all goes gray. For me there is no better season. It’s flawless. 

Summer is Papa Bear, too hot. Winter is Mama Bear, too cold. Spring is ok, until it takes an hour away from you while you’re sleeping. I guess that makes Spring Shady Uncle Bear.  But Fall is Baby Bear. It means you no harm, it just wants to cuddle. 

And since this is our little baby bear’s first real fall (the other two having been spent in SF, where every season, amazingly, is fall) we couldn’t wait to be outside. DSC_0063


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