Well turning 26 wasn’t so bad.
Al and I had a quiet night at a sports bar – he had a turkey burger and I had a black bean burger…with a cosmo for my 26th year….or as my dad put it for “embarking on my 27th year”. Oooof. =(

From past birthdays I remember how cozy home seemed around this time. The rain started, the days got colder and sweaters and warm clothes started being brought out of the closets. I love fall. I love how you can see your breath in the mornings and how the trees turn warm orange and red.
Here’s to those days…
xoxox