The end of monsoon is like the welcoming of spring in the Midwest. You feel like you should be wearing shorts all the time. Unfortunately, mother nature didn't get the memo this year. We've been getting some cold air coming at us lately, and I'm just not ready for the onset of winter and staying in my bed all day.
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| Monkeys terrorizing my yard. |
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| Grandma's Sunday towel hanging on Sunday with dishes piled high here, there, and everywhere. |
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| One of the signs of the end of monsoon: brown ferns! |
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| Orange cat on the run |
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| Some of the sights on my walk home from school. |
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| Just some more stairs for my walk home. |
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| The front gate to my humble abode. |
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| Gorgeous view from my front yard. |
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| Buffalo steak! SO GOOD! (that's my empty plate in the background) |
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