Fall is the best time of year, I swear. I always feel so excited when the air starts to nip at you a bit and the leaves show their stuff. We recently went up to the (higher) mountains to visit some family that I only get to see once a year at most. It was hours of outside time for Ro, which he thrived on, lots of games of dominoes and the best homemade pickles by Uncle Bill.
Spice Pickles....mmmm....mmmmm....good! I need to make those next year. This year I made bread and butter pickles. Those fresh cucumbers floating in that brine are so pretty. Too bad, I didn't take a photo.