November

                   The first day of November was... 


A little girl excitedly counting down the days until her birthday. 

An reminder of gratitude that can sometimes be lost in other months.

A certain tint to the afternoon sky.

One simple word that evoked the taste of turkey in my mouth and the overwhelming feeling of home.

And leaves floating effortlessly through the sky... 

This happened to me twice yesterday. Two magical moments where time seemed to briefly stop. The ever so slightest breeze gently pulled the brightly colored leaves from their home above me. They circled through the air as if they were laughing and dancing before they gracefully hit the ground in a beautiful pattern along my path as if to say, "Happy November". 

true story. :)