70 and Sunny
If this is Fall in Indiana, I'm never leaving. FlapJilly and I took a walk through the piled up leaves on her New House Street. The smell turned me back into a little kid, flinging myself into the gigantic pile Daddooooo created under the pin oak tree. He collected them in the basket of the sweeper, dumping load after load in an ever growing pile, crowds of neighborhood kids waiting patiently until he swept them all up. SIR is going to have to do some serious raking, if the leaves on these trees in his backyard ever decide to leave their branches. This must be a very warm corner; all the other trees in the area are deep red and yellow. Only FlapJilly's trees are still mostly green. We didn't need jackets as we wandered through the Potowatomie Zoo this morning. I didn't worry about FlapJilly freezing in her I-dripped-lemonade-all-down-myself outfit. She was dry by the time we got to the playground, after we fed the goats. I warne...