Is Snoopy happy here?
I’ve decided he’s happy.
Possibly not at being blown around by the wind at that particular moment…but I was none too pleased at getting caught in a surprise shower yesterday before my trip to Boston, and I’m still awfully glad to see the arrival of fall.
In fact, I’ve been celebrating all the firsts. First socks. First pair of boots. First sweatshirt, first fleece jacket, first quilted vest.
When I can put on my flannel jammies — well, that will be a real party.
Welcome autumn! I’m so glad you’re here.