Fall in New England is beautiful.  The leaves change in the Midwest, too, but the colors out her are unbelievable, like something you’d see in a Tim Burton movie.   The oranges and reds remind me of spring time in Arizona when the wild poppies come out.

I’ve been itching to get out and enjoy the crisp weather and beautiful scenery, but school and an ailing cat have taken up much of our time.  This morning we finally found the time and went for a mini hike at East Rock, the very big, rocky hill  our neighborhood is named after.

We packed up some real NY bagels, hot coffee and a couple Honey Crisp apples and walked up till we found a pretty place to sit. After realizing that we had completely forgotten about day light savings time (and calling our moms to check), we reveled in the extra hour we had and went exploring a bit.

I can’t wait to put my hiking boots to use again–being outside makes me like living out here a lot more than I usually do.