I've got to tell you, one thing I miss living in Dallas is fall. Typically, sometime before Thanksgiving, the leaves on the trees turn brown and drift to the ground. Just like that, BAM, fall has come and gone. One day it's 80 and the next day it's 45. What happened to fall??? I was so happy to experience true fall while I was in Asheville last week.
|this is the quilt garden at the Asheville arboretum. Do you see the flying geese?|