Last.

The last flowers of the season.

I’m hanging on for dear life, hoping that more will appear.

Something about the fading nature of autumn makes me want to capture every little last bit of life while I still can. A mixture of sadness and resignation that this is how it has to be as a new season approaches. Until then, I’ll enjoy the last bits of beauty and appreciate them even more as I know their days are numbered.

I’m glad I planted dahlias.

I’m also glad that I received multiple Anthropologie gift cards for my birthday- because this vase is a cheerful little addition to our sun room.

Lots of photos coming up; engagement and fall wedding season is on in full force… We’re trying to remember to breathe in this household as school and life and health and appointments and clinicals and exams are seeming to swallow us whole. Not totally, but close. We seem to be keeping our chin above water. I think. Gulp. Just barely. With the water bubbles coming up… Help! (Mom, that one’s for you.)

Through it all, we remember that we have it good. And this will pass. For now, we are going to appreciate any little spots of color and sunshine we can find.

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