I love these rainy autumn days--except my tent will never dry out from my trip. I've had it hanging over the fence for a week now and it seems like it's rained every day. Now it's not red sand on the inside, it has red mud. Still, I so enjoy the smell of the dying trees and wet road, and the feeling of the wind in my face in the early morning. I miss hearing the wind whip through the trees down by the lake, but still it's nice to be outside. | 