I am longing for fall. For rustling leaves of splendid colors. For scarfs, jackets, and flats. I'm longing for hayrides. For warm sweet scents to fill my home. For apple picking, warm colors, and cuddling in throws.
This week I had the divine tasting of Renae's Apple Pie, Starbucks Chai Tea Latte, and God's cool blessing in August. It makes my heart quicken thinking of the joys of fall. It makes me think of The Wellman House. Looking out from the porch, across the highway to my favorite back road canopied with towering trees, leaves chasing the tail end of my car, a stream winding, and pastures littered with animals contributing to the smell of fall.
I miss that little town. What it lacks in amenities though, it makes up in ambiance particularly in the fall, by the river, in the park looking out over the perfect scene with a train whistling in the background. It's pretty perfect.
But maybe this little city will offer it's own beauty this season. Maybe I'll be able to appreciate it more this year than last as a year does quite change perspective. Maybe I'll find some cozy coffee shop with fun little trinkets and sweet graphics. Or maybe I'll find an avenue with welcoming little store fronts and even better treasures. Maybe I'll go to that park and explore a bit. Find a little niche, bring a blanket and a book, dream a little.
Hmmm... maybe.
2 comments:
I'd love to explore the ins and outs of StL with you this fall, Angie Lee. Autumn is my favorite... everything in autumn is everything that is my favorite! ^_^ Especially the coffee. It just tastes different when the leaves are crunchy (on the ground... not in the coffee... cause that'd be gross.)
--Jessi Smith
Haha! Ya, that would be gross. Jessi, I would love to hang out with you this Autumn (I feel so classy calling it Autumn. Paints such a beautiful picture!) And you love art and such right, photography? I would love to walk some unbeaten path with you taking pics! Let's plan that!
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