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five october things i love

1. Autumn Leaves.
Photo: Zest-pk via flickr
I just love when the leaves change colors... my mom used to make the family go on drives to nowhere -- just to look at the pretty trees. (I did not love it back then.)

2. Cider Beer
(oh, wait... that was last year.)
Photo: randomduck via flickr

3. Hot Apple Cider
Photo: kthread via flickr

I want to drink somespice... of that spiced cider.

4. Makin' S'mores
Photo: andresmh via flickr
And eatin' s'more s'mores.

5. Men in Sweaters
Photo: dunikowski via flickr
I wouldn't mind bobbing for apples with him!

~happy fall~

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RA said…
I like autumn leaves and beer (without the cider!), but had to look up what s'mores are all about. They sound weird.... :D
October 5, 2010 at 5:12 PM
Unknown said…
Men in sweaters... yum... *drooling*

As for the hot apple cider count me in!!! I'm actually going to eat some pizza for dinner and then walk over to my corner Tuscan Sun and order a hot caramel apple cider drink... can you say YUM!!!
October 5, 2010 at 5:51 PM
Tina Lynn said…
Oh...hello! Guys in sweaters.
October 5, 2010 at 6:31 PM
MJenks said…
Though it seems counter-intuitive, I love women in sweaters.

I also miss apple cider stuff. I can get it down here, but it seems not the same as when I'd get it back in Indiana.
October 5, 2010 at 10:25 PM
Shandal said…
SMORES! Haven't had a smore in... years! I can't even remember it's been so long!
October 5, 2010 at 11:48 PM
Susan R. Mills said…
Happy fall to you too!
October 6, 2010 at 1:45 AM
Anonymous said…
The one thing that's really on my "bucket list" is to see Vermont in the fall. I loves the leaves what are changing colors.
October 6, 2010 at 12:13 PM
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