My flight is booked. That pretty much means that my plans are set in stone. Oui? So I thought I’d share my upcoming trip with you!
To accommodate one of our favorite months, my fabulous cousin Jen and I are heading to the West coast for just over a week in October. It’s going to be orange-and-red tinted awesomeness.
We’re visiting with our Washington-ite friend Lara and our really fantastic [paternal – for me] grandparents. We’ll be perusing the architecturally and naturally excellent areas of Vancouver, Washington and Vancouver Island. In less than seven weeks we will smell the salt of the ocean and the indescribable freshness of the forests.
(And if we catch a glimpse of a Supernatural location or two, that’ll be okay with me.)
I’m never going to want to leave.
Also, I’m going to be soo broke for the next month or so.
I can’t wait.
I woke up this morning suddenly very concerned about how I don’t have the beanies and toques knitted that I wanted to wear this fall. As I traipsed (okay, I’m lying… it was more like stumbled) into the morning air, I could swear that it smelled like autumn.
I love autumn. I love it, I love it, I love it. The older I get, the more I adore it – the way it smells, the way it looks, the inexplicable feeling of peace that it instills in me. Fall means golden leaves, pumpkin spice lattes and Halloween, which still attracts the most creative and intrigued side of me.
It’s August 8th, and autumn is so close I can taste it! (Side note: a friend of mine laughed at me when I told her about my love for fall and winter. She said I loved the “seasons of death,” ergo my post title.)
On a more summery note, I promise that I’m taking advantage of the sun as much as I can. I’ve never loved the sun as much as I do now – in fact, I used to hide from it as a child. I’m often at the beach or on the water with Chris (though this weekend I spent most of my time shopping with my friend Carla:)
(She is blurred for anonymity of course – not because my iPhone is a bad camera. Honest.)
We also came across a closed and arguably “dead” store front that was littered with creepy headless child mannequins. I felt the need to share this excellence with you:
Hope you’re having a fantastic Monday! Drop me a comment so that I know who’s stopping by.