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. . .
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.
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.