








If I told you a secret –
would you promise not to laugh?
It’s a place of fairytales
made up only in my dreams.









If I told you a secret –
would you promise not to laugh?
It’s a place of fairytales
made up only in my dreams.
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
(excerpt) William Shakespeare, Sonnet 73
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang








It’s fall!
And there are so many wonderful things to do to enjoy the splendor of the Season!
Maybe you’ve done some apple picking or bought some apple cider and cider donuts from your favorite orchard.
We visited our local Farmer’s Market who supplied us with some of the area’s best MacIntosh Apples.
Then the fun continued back at home
Continue reading “saucy!”