We may have just had the last weekend of good weather for the year. The thing about living in Seattle is you never know, so you treasure each sunny Autumn day.
Alex and I went to the arboretum on Sunday afternoon. It was a beautiful day. Alex tripped and scraped his wrist on some gravel (you can see him touching his owie in the picture). The only drawback to the whole adventure is it seemed that every other person in Seattle had the same idea of enjoying the Autumn color. It was by far the most crowded I’ve ever seen the place.