We've had some heavy frosts recently, a reminder that Indian Summers do not last forever. I had to capture this frosty world one morning, in my bathrobe and slippers. Is it any wonder my neighbors don't talk to me? ha ha ha!
When we purchased the house this spring, the listing agent had described the property as having "lovely views of the horse farm." We could hear the horses whinny on occasion, we just couldn't see them.
But now that the trees are losing their leaves, we have a clear view of the farm from our bedroom windows.
These frosty mornings remind me that the holidays are right around the corner. I decided to work on some gift tags last week.
Thanks for visiting the cafe today!