I never expected to feel so sentimental about chilly, clear fall days. I (Susan) took a last minute flight to Flossmoor, Illinois to visit my sister and her family for a few days. Right now it's about 40 degrees Fahrenheit and I love it! There is a fire in the fireplace, and all the leaves are turning. And I haven't heard steel pan, reggae, or soca music for at least 48 hours.
I do wonder how I will stay warm at my nephew's soccer game this afternoon.