There was a sweet, little fall festival here. Actually, in my terms, a fall festival should not be 89 degrees and humid with you searching for shade under a palm tree, but I shouldn't complain. There were some carnival games and a hay ride, that's very fall festival-ish, right?
We're off to a pumpkin patch next weekend, and word on the street is it'll get much cooler 'round these parts soon. It better. Or else.
