Fall is my favorite time of year, period. In the South I never got the changing of the seasons, it's either hot or seriously freaking hot, so since I moved to Oregon I can't get enough of having an actual autumn season. Eric and I have an annual tradition of going to the local cider mill and getting our Halloween pumpkins and some goodies. Today was the first day in a long time where we had nothing going on, so we decided it would be perfect to head out to the mill. I don't want to get too wordy, I'd like to let the pictures speak for themselves. Needless to say, we had the perfect Sunday.
The diva queen of goats at the cider mill "petting zoo".
I hate to see him leave, but I love watchin' him go...
A girl and her perfect pumpkin!
We're romantic and artsy fartsy
A few of these, a couple of caramel apples and 2 gallons of apple cider.
Stunning and red...
Pink Floyd sun catchers in a local cafe during lunch