It is autumn. We finally live in a country with four seasons. We bought coats for the boys this weekend. They are wearing sweatpants now to school. And apparently, clementines are this seaon's delight.
Jude brought home a note today saying that they are celebrating with roasted chestnuts on Friday at school. (At least, that's what we think after a round with Google translate.) We've been informed that we can purchase them on the street this week. I love culture. Roasting chestnuts?! I can definitely embrace that.
To everything there is a season. A time for every purpose under heaven. It is a new season for us. And gifts abound.