A nice breeze swept by as I savored my pumpkin spice steamed milk and a molasses cookie.
But the breeze was neither crisp nor cool and there wasn’t a snowball’s chance in hell I was wearing a comfy sweater.
This is fall in Grenada, where 90 degree temps and scorching suns don’t seem to dampen the need to bask in all that is comfy and cozy.
Wednesday, a few nearby friends were nice enough to invite me over for some fabulously fall-flavored pumpkin spice lattes, molasses cookies and great conversation. It almost felt like back home, tucked into the corner of a cozy coffee shop while the leaves changed outside in the cold, crisp air.
If only one of us were brave enough to wear a scarf in this heat …
Happy fall everyone!










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