they may be 75 years apart, but they’re kindred spirits to the core
well hello there, mountain man!
nothing says “welcome home” quite like a trip to urgent care…
someone cannot wait until he can travel with his dad.
his heart beats for adventure.
my heart can barely contain all the love
the race for 10 dollars.
miles was so bummed he didn’t win – he said “i ran for my life!”
There we were, drinking in every last drop of warmth and sun, when it stopped me in my tracks. A teeny-tiny yellow leaf, fallen to the ground. It was a bit of a stand-off, if you will. The leaf blaring “Fall is here!” Me crying out “Not so soon!” Just the other 84-degree day we were on a bike-ride, and I said it again: “I would never get sick of this weather.” Then the thought came Would I appreciate it as much if we didn’t know the harsh cold? Would we have spent every possible minute of the last 5 months outside if we didn’t know what’s coming? We are the ones who choose to live here. If the weather was that important to me, we’d move somewhere hot and humid. Plus, there’s always a Florida trip to look forward to (in case the man who sleeps in the same bed as me would like to plan one…wink wink 😉
Ok, you win. Welcome fall! With all of your show-stopping, brilliant beauty, and some of our favorite things: our yearly Fried-Yer apple orchard trip, apple cider, acorn-hunting, soccer games, pumpkin-spice lattes, candlelight, lentil soup, leaf-gazing, crayon-leaf rubbings, leaf-raking (and more excitedly, leaf-jumping!), crisp morning walks, baking, cinnamon, scarves (can’t wait to pull yours out, Nadia!), thanksgiving, our first fireplace!, knitting, slippers, making Christmas gifts, hot tea, and gathering with people we love.
And when summer comes back around…
We’ll live it up ‘cuz nothing lasts forever, not even cold November rain.
What are your favorite fall things?