Fall Actually

No lie--every leaf in my front and back yard is still green. The trees usual don't start changing until the week after Thanksgiving which is strange because you are hanging Christmas lights as you are just starting to enjoy the beauty of fall colors. It is the one thing I miss living in Charleston--the fall season.

This weekend we were able to experience an actual, true fall--rolling hills, beautiful leaves, crisp air, long sleeves, the smell of fires burning, and football. The whole family, Bridget included, headed back to Georgia this weekend to attend a college reunion at my best friend and former roommate's home. After our trip to Sea Island in October, we thought it would be fun to get all the husbands and kids together too. Lynmarie hosted us at Heavenly Hollow Farm in Newnan and I can assure you it lives up to its name. She is the kindest, most loving friend anyone could ask for and she went above and beyond typical hostess duties to make the day special for the kids (and us).

The men fished and watched football. The kids played and ate birthday cake and explored the pastures. And the girls drank wine and talked and eventually pulled out old college albums which was both tragic and hilarious. We headed back to Macon after watching the dawgs lose to Auburn. Loulie is staying for a few days with my mother so I can get some things accomplished at home.