The Fall

It's finally here! We picked the winter apples today and put them in the cellar. The windows get shut before bed-time, a rather sensible thing to do considering the ground was frosted for the first time this morning. The cat is fat and the dog is growing his winter coat on, I got new pairs of woollen mittens and socks from my granny. A neighbour said she saw two squirrels yesterday, running up and down the two big oaks just outside our garden gate. I'll keep my eyes open for them! The preparations are on!
Haven't seen the rain for quite a while now, which is quite a pleasant surprise. Bet you it'll be back, though, by the time I'm starting my job as the babysitter again. Which will be on Monday, after two weeks of "holidays". Alex and Katre will be back from the rehabilitation centre. I'm really praying for a big change from those two weeks, but inside I know, it doesn't work like that. It's just too hard to see how Alex wants to do all those things by himself he should be able to, but isn't.
Can't wait for the day the leaves are all down from the trees and piled together and I can take Alex and some friends and go to Kassitoome and jump in them!
I'll go now and have an idyllic moment on the balcony with a cup of hot tea and a travel magazine, trying to figure out how can I get someone to just take off and travel the world with me.