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Hello there Fall…

Posted by: Maggie

Well, it’s pretty much fall. I know it doesn’t officially start until the 22nd, but it’s September and Labor Day is over, so in my books it’s fall. Note my lovely new fall header. It’s pretty fantastic right?

So let’s talk fall. Fall is my favorite season. Okay, maybe not my favorite, but it’s definitely in my top 3 favorite seasons (I’m not much of a Spring person.) Really, I just love when the seasons change, so when a new season arrives it is always my favorite.

Fall is pretty amazing though. It is filled with wonderful feelings and memories. For me it is a season of beginnings, fresh starts.

As a kid, it meant new clothes and school supplies, seeing old friends again and the possibility of making new ones. It meant cold windy days, but warm afternoons under blankets with a good book.

As a teenager it meant plaid skirts, flannel, and hooded sweatshirts, it meant My So-Called Life reruns would begin and it meant long dark evenings just sitting in my car talking with friends.

In college it meant a new year of classes to choose, professors to meet, papers to write, new pens, notebooks, and textbooks to buy, all the things I loved.

Now, as an adult it means Eleanor starting real preschool (with HOMEWORK! we’ll talk about that soon!), high heeled boots, sweaters and jackets, lots of brown and gray and burgundy, it means so many different wonderful soups, and fall produce-squash and sweet potatoes, cool days and warm evenings of wine or hot chai tea, waking up when it’s still dark out, and the sun setting earlier and earlier.

Don’t you just love the fall? I’m so happy that it’s finally here!

Wordless Wednesday: Good Morning

Posted by: Maggie

Summer Vacation: Day Four – Anniversary Trip to the Mission Inn Part Two

Posted by: Maggie

Our second day at the Mission Inn began with hot showers, comfy hotel robes, and room service breakfast.

I think room service is my favorite part of staying in a hotel!

After breakfast we got dressed and wandered through the hotel some more.

We wandered until check out time and then headed back to my sister’s to pick up Eleanor. I walked in first, Josh behind me, she screamed Daddy, and pushed me out of the way to get to him. And then refused to hug me after she had hugged him. Such a daddy’s girl.

And that was our summer vacation! It was too short and more tiring than relaxing, but we had fun nonetheless!

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