It’s cold, my hands hurt. The fall colors are gorgeous and I wish I were a better photographer who could capture some of the magic.
I love October best of all, but it’s also sad, because one of my least favorite months, November, is howling like a wolf at the door.
In November, my skin dries out and is itchy and historically my deepest depressions/anxiety attacks have happened. It’s a nasty month, with all the leaves gone and everything brown and barren-looking, waiting for snow to cover it up.
But for now, I will enjoy the last of October. God it’s beautiful around Ann Arbor right now.