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Hello Mr. Fall!




What month is it? Oh yeah, it's October! Call September what you want, but by October, regardless of the weather, I am busting out the scarves and cinnamon scented candles! Thankfully the trees have joined me in celebration and begun to shed their brilliantly ripened crisp leaves.
Cody and I aren't about to argue with mother nature, and so we have commenced with the fall festivities! If you are at all struggling to get into the spirit, just follow these five easy steps!



Step one: Walk around the neighborhood and soak in the beauty, taking pictures as you go!


















Marcel the Shell loves the fall too!



Step two: Go to a pumpkin patch!
















































Step three: Make apple cider! Or buy it if you want to save time...





 Feel free to do some juggling as you go...































Step four: Carve pumpkins!





Step five: Go get pumpkin pancakes at J's 99 Grill!




And BOOM, you should by this time be thoroughly enjoying this fall season.



You are welcome 





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  1. You are so awesome!!! I love this post. I want to join these fun walks with yoooou!

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