she loves the crisp air.
she loves the fallen leaves.
she loves gloves.
she loves that the mosquitoes are gone.
she loves being outside.
she loves to rake.
i do not know where she gets that from because neither the husband nor myself want anything to do with raking. so she raked... alone. and she was good at it! i admit that we were a little worried about what our neighbors were thinking but she was enjoying herself too much to make her stop.
