It's been rainy and cloudy and distinctly fall-feeling in Seattle for the past week. Friday was cool but clearish, and I was working from home. As I walked to grab lunch at a neighborhood café I crested a small hill and was afforded a peek-a-boo view to the West. Hearteningly, the Olympic Mountains, which have been a menacing dark grey color all summer, are now covered in a glorious white blanket of fresh snow. Looking proper again, they shimmered in the sunlight.
I like summer and can't wait for winter, but autumn is my favorite time of year.
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If you want a really autumn - just wait until you get to Vermont! We have four seasons and everything! :o)
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