fall

I love pictures.  Good pictures tell really good stories, without any words.  But because I love to write, my pictures have to have words.

I had a lovely weekend north.  The leaves are changing, the colors are popping, and the cold brings the most beautiful colors to the lake.






I love the dark skies.  The clouds threatened all afternoon.


But in with the dark skies sat a little rainbow. Sort of like life .. there is always something wonderful, even in the darkest times.


Friends north who have dual residences, usually talk about here and there; north and south; there and back. Because so much of there feels like home just as much as here feels like home. So as I wrap up this late Sunday, I am back.  Home and not. Loving here and loving there. Loving life.

Cheers to the week!