You don't get this in Florida.

We set out on a "last days of Summer" picnic, attempting to boycott the changing of the seasons, only to find we embraced them all the more. 

Fall. FALL. fall. 

"The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly
changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools."-   Henry Beston, Northern Farm

Don't mind the "snausages" dog treats. Dogs gotta eat too :)

Heritage Farm Park

Pit Stop

For some reason or another, Zip allowed this to happen. He just lied there while we covered him in leaves.