there was a time when i didn't appreciate the changing of the seasons from summer to fall. i would miss and long for the short shorts and the lathering on of suntan oil to be upon me again. i thought fall was a reminder that everything was dying and the bitter temperatures that crept in, faster than i would have liked, seemed to be a perfect match for my attitude.
as i have grown, so has my love for crisp fall nights, layers and layers of neutral palettes in my closet and hours wasted next to the heater waiting for its warm breeze. i look back and memories and traditions that i want to pass down to my little girl and that are dear to my heart, happen to have formed during this season that i had always loathed.
this blog will be used to document these memories and traditions, as well as new ones that are created with my family. with my little girl, Loie. in hopes that she grows to always love each season and the renewal that they bring. that she may come to realize, sooner than her mama did, that the leaves falling only signify that it is a new chapter, a new beginning. that we can start with a clean plate sooner than the dropping of the ball on New Years. to appreciate the beauty in the leaves that change from green to yellow or orange or red and know that there is always a chance to change and renew ourselves.
please, come and follow along celebrate falling into the fall season and all of the seasons to come.
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