In Florida, we don’t get too much of fall. (You may have noticed I’ve lamented this before. Multiple times.) I grew up with little bits of fall at my parents house — Chinese tallow trees with leaves that would turn vibrant red (though usually the majority of the tree stayed green until January); sycamore trees with leaves that would fade to a crunchy brown, flutter to the ground, and provide the perfect leaf piles for jumping. Now, Danny and I have a next door neighbor whose maple is grudgingly taking on some color, but our own trees aren’t exactly suited to being autumn-y — we have palms and magnolias, a baby orange tree and a couple of young oaks.

So we go out and get fall color and bring it inside.That’ll do. Until, one of these years, we finally make it up north to enjoy a real fall.

Happy Halloween, everyone!

~ Laura