I love these gorgeous trees this time of year. The leaves are all slowly turning to a gold yellow and it creates this magical feel both as you look up and as they crunch under your feet. You can barely see Stella, she has on pInk pants. We raced from the mailboxes to our apt. She loves to win. She always tell me to wait walking up the stairs or down to the car because she wants to win. She is getting so much bigger and more mature everyday.
