anyway, back to our walk. reality snuck in my little happy cloud of existence and reminded me that this is most likely their last visit to our little house. we will be traveling for thanksgiving and christmas and then we're hittin' the road out of this front door. realization slapped me in the forehead and i quickly ruined the mood, but only for a moment. thankfully, i had my camera wrapped around my neck as i had promised myself and snapped some memorable moments of this monumental stroll. some things can never be too important. this was one of those days. to soak in every minute. to take a deep breath of fresh fall air a little more often. to feel each step through the leaf trampled ground. to watch a little more closely the interaction between a little girl and her papa. a little girl and her grammy. a special day that was a little more than important.
and these two? a love story lived out. a sweet song to each other's melody. happy thirty-one honeymoon-living years. *smile.
Ahh the bench. You will always have the bench!
ReplyDeletehey those look familiar! great job-always!
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