Foyer Table with DS2's gourds he grew.
Fall smelling candles, more gourds he grew, and indian corn here and there.
Front door is bedazzled...I always get at least one kid every Halloween night who tries to take one of my fake apples out of that basket, thinking they're what I'm giving out (good thing they're glue gunned in or I'd be making some kid choke).
Sweaters have replaced tank tops in the closet, and leggings and jeggings have replaced shorts and Capri's (oh, and the black boots fold over...maybe I'm too old for the thigh highs?...but I thought they might be OK since they're flats and not the spiked-I-still-think-I'm-20 ones, like DD bought. Or maybe I should only wear them folded?).