Good Friday Morning!
The fall is starting to come upon us. I see forecasts this weekend for temps in the 30s and 40s - with frost possible in the high country. I’m trying hard to have a good (better?) attitude toward fall this year. I’m excited about getting out, about maybe having a fall or winter sport that I can get psyched about, and I’m hopeful that maybe - just maybe - we’ll get some snow.
Because this is my home, and I love it.
I’ll be running some images next few days that I made this summer that screamed “home” to me. This first one is something I think about every time we talk about home - my dad building a fire in the summer and fall and sitting out under the stars. It’s the same thing my grandparents did - sit around and talk - but with the bonus of not being on the couch. This is what good counsel, and laughter, and shrugging off stress looks like for me.
I hope folks have a great and relaxing weekend - tough to do these days, but worth striving towards.
Talk soon.