Yesterday we rose in the wee early hours to bring Joe's brother & sister-in-law to the airport. You know it's been a good visit when they leave far before you're ready to say goodbye.
These last few days were so full of coffee and laughter and wine and site seeing and more laughter. It was all just so very good. I'm so grateful to have had this time to visit and connect with them, to see bits of history unfold between two brothers, to see us all making memories together. Living far away from family, we don't see them nearly enough and having two visits in one year feels pretty luxurious.
On our last day we wandered through a tiny bit of nature. Finding treasures. Soaking in bits of this season that Louisiana calls Autumn. The sun was bright and warm overhead, the swamp a sea of wildflowers, and our footsteps softly crunched on brown oak leaves scattered along the trail. But here and there, if you really looked, a flash of red or a bit of orange could be found.
I walked along searching for any hint of fall color.
Yes, if this is autumn… I'll take it.