Farewell to Summer

I don't know what it was like in your neck of the woods Saturday, but here it was gorgeous. Almost summer-like!

Ryan and I slept until TEN IN THE MORNING, which if you don't know us very well...never happens. We were both exhausted, because, well, we lead an exhausting life. It was our first Saturday at home in six weeks and we cherished every moment.

My first order of business was to swap out the summer clothes for the winter clothes in our closet. Kind of a hard task to be excited about with the windows open and the warm sun shining in, but I knew if I didn't do it then....it wouldn't get done.

Ryan got busy in the backyard, blowing and raking and mulching the first layer of leaves that fell from our massive tree.

It was the last day for our dear outdoor living space...booooooo.

I helped rake leaves, with the most amazing rake EVER. If I'd had this thing when I was single, I might have actually NOT hated raking.

We ran some errands, and when we came home...time for the last lunch outside. Sob.

And then....sniff, sniff, sniff...it was time.

Time for the pirogi to come down. It's just so SAD!!!

Let the record show, I helped. This is as high on the ladder as I get.

I did finally have to give up unhooking the curtains though. ICK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You can know I did not get close enough to take that. Ryan did.

So our beloved pirogi is put away for another year, and fall is officially here. {We capped off the evening by going out for date night at Steak n Shake and then grocery shopping. We give dating a good name.}

And by the way. After all Ryan's hard work on the yard, by last night, you couldn't even tell he had BEEN THERE. Sigh. Leaves.