38 degrees this morning. Chillier nights, aspen leaves turning by the day, and deer turning from brown to gray can only mean one thing: fall is arriving. I know it's still monstrously hot in many parts of the country but here the change of seasons goes so fast. Too fast for me. Our leaves will have turned and fallen off before other areas even think about the changing colors.
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| Cashmere goats |
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| sweet |
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| Hello little boy |
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| red tail hawk |
The sights and sounds of the season. Lots of animals moving around. We've seen red fox, coyote, weasels (well one, who loves to race up and down the deck and roll around on the barbecue mat), and a ton of deer that surround the house in the mornings eating the last green grass. A great horned owl regularly perches on our roof peak at dusk and whoo whoos in the night. No more bear sightings though. There is still time though.
And most importantly, the breathlessly awaited event has happened. Meet Aubrey Lee Trimm. Born one day before her due date - how efficient. I'm drooling all over my screen in anticipation of holding her. I leave in a few days to help out for a couple of weeks. Yippee!
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