Fall. The sunsets convert into a deeper, fiery veil that descends on us, with it’s flecks of gold and red seeping into our everyday lives from the leaves on the trees, to our lattes.
I am looking forward to the crisp cool mornings, the begging of my body to stay in bed just 5 minutes longer, the smell of cinnamon in my coffee.
It is a unwritten law that a gathering of friends requires A: great food, and B: damn good drinks.
It's a ballsy move to openly admit that we are confident.
And the child grew and became strong; he was filled with wisdom, and the grace of God was on him.
If you've not have the pleasure of visiting City Acre quite yet, we truly can not recommend it enough!
I toe with the line between comfort and challenge.
For the past few months I've been in a rut mentally and physically. I'm working myself out of it slowly, but surely.