If you were to walk into our home today, you'd get a mixture of aromas; pumpkin cooking on the stove top, pears and pumpkin seeds drying in the oven, a sweet and salty smell of fruit and seasonings.
School books are scattered on the table while we prevent falling behind in our education. One or two of the house kittens go pouncing in the sunrays of the late morning sun. The wind howls outside, keeping it in our mind that a front moved in last night.
The leaves are getting ripped from the branches and I bet it'll be like any other fall--we won't be using that rake this year. The grass is losing its green (we're surprised it even lasted this long), the air is getting crisp. We are getting into that spirit which comes along this time of year.
Thanksgiving, time with friends and family, looking at what we're blessed with.
It's a "typical" morning at the ranch. : )
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