October 24, 2013

welcome, fall.

“Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn--that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness--that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.” 
fall is finally here, and i love it.

also? it is really hard to take a three-year-old boy's picture. 
without him pulling up his pant legs when he says cheese?
he never sits still.
and i adore him.


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