There is little more exciting for a heat weary Texan than the first real cool front in the autumn. High winds brought cooler weather and gray-blue clouds to us this morning. My children wrapped up their lessons early so they could play outside. They came running back in almost immediately asking to go hiking down by the creek. I normally say no because I just like to be at home as much as possible, but I couldn't think of a single reason not to go. It was all too perfect. I even had freshly baked pumpkin muffins to pack up for a snack.
So we packed up our wildflower guides and water bottles and headed out. It was gorgeous. Usually we don't get fall color until November, but the drought has brought on showers of reddish brown leaves quite a bit earlier. The fields were strewn with goldenrod, ageratum, and black swallowtails. We explored for a few hours before heading back home. I can't think of a more pleasant way to say farewell to summer.
My son holds my daughter's hand to help her down the steep path. He is a seriously charming little boy.