Things are starting to get gorgeous around here.
The other night we took another walk past this pond to see it filled with Canadian Geese. They were stopping while on their migration. Moving out here I’m learning that the sound of autumn includes flocks of honking geese overhead.
Have a great weekend friends.
(We picked a few of those prickly pears and made prickly pear margaritas. They were so good, I’m thinking of venturing out with the leather gloves to pick a few more.)