Homesick. I'm missing the changing leaves something fierce right now.
They are apparently very lovely in Bloomsburgh, but I won't be there
for another two weeks. By that time, they'll probably have fallen. I
want to go to Ithaca to see them, but again, it's probably not likely
we'll get to go. I want to go so much. It's hard to juggle trips
w/two little boys who don't quite understand why they're being
strapped into seats...