Sorry California, this isn't fall.

Another beautiful day.
An outdoors sort of day.

I asked a few friends if they wanted to go to the park to do homework. They agreed, and four of us packed up our backpacks and headed that way. We enjoyed the conversation and the sunshine on our short jaunt. Once at the park, we found a nice spot half in the sun and half in the shade.

I can hardly believe that this qualifies as “fall” in California. It’s ridiculous. I’m definitely not in Minnesota any more.

The beautiful pond.

In the distance, I saw someone walking a dog. My eyes adjusted and I realized it was a friend of mine who lives off campus. He came our way and stayed with us for a while. He let his dog, a long-haired Chihuahua, run around. She is one of the cutest dogs I’ve ever seen. I’d gotten to hold her at other times on campus, and she’s really soft. She ran around and tried to lick some of us to death.

She took a liking to Mackenzie.

Only one of the four of us got any work done. I had a feeling that would happen. However, the sunshine was far too beautiful not to fully enjoy it.

And enjoy it I did.