I have said it over and over – I absolutely love Autumn. Leaves changing color, a nip in the air, pumpkins and Mums. . . it is all so very wonderful!

This summer I wrote to my friend, Nicole, and asked her to PLEASE look at her calendar and figure out a Saturday in October that we could drive to see them; they live 1.5 hours West of us. The thing is this: when I think of Fall I think of the Summeralls. Here’s why. . .

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2008

Well, after a three year break we figured out a way to spend an Autumn day with our dear friends once again. We had lunch together and the kids played and played. Early afternoon we loaded up and drove to a tiny little pumpkin patch and went exploring.

There were goats to feed. One promptly ripped Bubba’s cup from his hand and ate it!

There were straw horses to ride,

mazes to navigate,

and time for just being silly.

We had a wonderful time catching up and after everyone had held a rabbit and petted a puppy we ate caramel apples and then parted ways. The Summeralls are good friends; the kind of friends you can pick right up with after being apart for ages. I am thankful for our time together and thankful we got to make another Fall memory.

I’ve been doin’ some figurin’ and I am thankful for everything I reckon these photos represent . . . time, love, commitment, and being known.