Hot Air Balloons.

 Forget flowers. A bouquet of colorful hot air balloons is the way to go. I don't care how rough of a day you've had -  the scene at balloonfest is sure to bring a smile to your face. This I know, because my day started off with a flat tire. One flat tire quickly turned into two flat tires - little did I know, my spare was flat as well. Talk about reliable...

 

This unfortunate incident led to a series of them. Luckily, I can't remember what all happened because that afternoon, we went to Balloonfest and quickly forgot about all of the day's troubles. I haven't looked back since. So, if you're ever in a grumpy mood - I suggest chasing down a balloon festival. Instant spirit lifter.

Song for Autumn

 

 

My favorite season is upon us!! We aren't very far into it, but so far: I've worn my loafers almost every day. I've gone to an apple festival. I've ordered hot tea along with my dinner. I've added a few new chunky knits to my sweater collection. I've turned the oven on to bake. I've embraced the rainy days, because they are no longer as sticky as they are during the summer time. I've spent every weekend yard saling - rain or shine - and don't plan on stopping any time soon. My heart is full. I think Mary Oliver says it best -

 

 

 

SONG FOR AUTUMN

 

In the deep fall

don't you imagine the leaves think how

comfortable it will be to touch

the earth instead of the

 nothingness of air and the endless

freshets of wind? And don't you think

the trees themselves, especially those with mossy,

warm caves, begin to think

of the birds that will come - six, a dozen - to sleep

inside their bodies? And don't you hear

the goldenrod whispering goodbye,

the everlasting being crowned with the first

tuffets of snow? The pond

vanishes, and the white field over which

the fox runs so quickly brings out

its blue shadows. And the wind pumps its

bellows. And at evening especially,

the piled firewood shifts a little,

longing to be on its way.

 

- Mary Oliver