It’s definitely Autumn. Went out with the dog this morning, it was still dark, a nice crisp breeze was blowing and wet leaves were sticking on our boots (and paws). He wrestled two Huskies in the mud, I sipped my coffee, we both kicked around some leaves and waited for the sun to rise and cover us.
I live for those fall mornings.
This pic was taken in 1982 I guess, somewhere up north from Montreal… It just kind of fit with my story. And I just cut my hair this short again. Gotta love that smurfs sweatshirt and oh-so-French béret….
oh my too cute! you’re making me feel all nostalgic!
