I love the smell of October. I love that the air smells of campfires and crunching leaves (which my husband kindly reminds me is actually the smell of decay, but I don't care.)
I took these pictures while I wandered our local arboretum during The Girl Child's soccer practice. I love soccer, don't get me wrong, but admittedly, soccer with 6 and 7 year old girls is rather brutal. They spend most of their time kicking the ball out of bounds and squealing. At least Monkeybutt's games have gotten exciting.
I'm still searching for a job, and my husband will be a much happier man when I find one. I think I will, too.
This ends my 30 days of happiness. I suppose I can blog about the things that bug me again now, huh? Obviously, I'm joking, I really am a rather happy sort. What I've learned from this project, however, is that I need to make sure I have my camera on me more often. I've enjoyed having a photographic record of what's been going on. I will certainly work on that.