I just had to share a photo of the kind of awesomeness I’ve been gushing about here recently. This is an iPhone photo I took last weekend while we were over there picking apples.
Okay, this isn’t grandma’s house exactly (though the red garage behind the playhouse is gma’s) but it is my mother-in-law’s house which is next door to grandma’s place* and the lots kind of run together so they’re very similar.
Is that not simply the definition of a perfect autumn morning? I am slightly embarrassed to admit it, but as I stood there taking this picture with my hot latte in one hand, a bag of crisp freshly picked apples at my feet, a breeze knocking leaves out of the tree as if it were snowing pure gold while my bodacious husband raked up the golden leaves for his momma I just burst into tears of joy. The day was like a fairytale… and I could hardly comprehend that I was the lucky girl who got to live it. *swoon*
*Don’t worry, I actually adore my mother-in-law and the close proximity won’t be a concern