It was 51 degrees when I woke up at 7 this morning. I started some coffee brewing in the french press, grabbed a book I haven’t read in maybe 10 years, pulled on a flannel shirt and jeans and sat out on the patio enjoying it all. I think early Fall mornings might be my favorite time of year. They’re similar to early Spring mornings, but the cold doesn’t have the same bite to it.

The temperature today isn’t supposed to get higher than 70, but it’s still sunny out. I love it like this.