Mums the word.
On our way home from Ocean City yesterday, David and I drove past dozens of local farms and nurseries selling all kinds of fall foliage and produce.
For some reason, I was more excited about the idea of buying large gold and rust-colored mums to decorate our front porch this year (vs. carving pumpkins). Does this mean I’m a grown-up?
Side note: The wedding was gorgeous. Photos coming soon.