As I watched this day end I somehow knew that I was really watching the end of a season. When we left the next morning, the air had turned much colder. The leaves that lined the turnpike with fire on our way down turned brown and curled in the wake of our speeding northbound minivan.
the last sunset
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While we were frolicking in 70 degrees, soaking up the sun and praying for it to warm the hearts of our friends who fall sad when the weather turns cold.
I'm a sunset kind of gal. God's evening artwork mesmerizes me every time I'm privileged to witness it.
I am always astounded by the power of sunsets and sunrises.
Beautiful photo and words
Gorgeous
hoping that your change of seasons is a blessed one. great picture!
so lovely. and your header may be my favorite ever.
I agree with Emily, I think your header is amazing. It feels like home. Love this post as well.
Thank you, ladies. Group hug.
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