Yesterday morning, we went for a walk at one of our old haunts and favorite places. It’s an outdoor mall in our city that I’ve been coming to for years. The mall actually had it’s opening day on my birthday back in 2005, and has a rich history of our particular romance & love story.
It was a nice, cooler-than-it-looked day, and the beauty of the surroundings, especially in the late morning lighting, was just captivating to me. You’d think after so many years, it would feel too familiar, but the familiarity seems to only endear me to it even more so.
I think it’s good to get kids out to see the beauty of nature, whether it’s hiking, swimming in a lake or the ocean, walking on a trail or the beach, it’s just one of those things that replenishes my own joy and happiness… but seeing them enjoy it – seeing the baby captivated by the different sounds and sights of nature, is really incredible!
The flowers everywhere still in bloom, the greenery, the vines cascading down from the roofs of the buildings… just a breathtaking place to be in the morning. Definitely changes one’s attitude or mood if needed.
I was talking to a sweet, older gentleman yesterday about how we’re having such a late fall here in Texas. Everything still looks slightly like Summer, but we’re enjoying the cooler weather, me in particular, getting to wear sweaters and boots finally.
I loved seeing this couch with the holiday pillows and wine glasses. Reminds me of Christmas and cocktail parties that come in December.
This red chair, along with the holiday pillow, makes it’s own statement. So much style.
And then we went to our favorite cooking store, when you open the doors, the intoxicating smell of delicious foods overwhelm you for a moment and leave your mouth watering.
This woman was in the middle of cooking a delicious turkey meal, giving us some samples of Thanksgiving delights for a quick brunch.
We have a special area my older son always loved to go see, it has clocks that tell the time of different places around the world. We used to love going to the section and staring at the different times, and I’d explain to him what the people were probably doing in that part of the world – sleeping, eating dinner, or just waking up! It was a romantic exercise 🙂
I’m using my father’s camera now. My mom thought it was a good idea to give it to me since he hasn’t (and probably won’t) be ever using it again. 😥 It took me a while before even wanting to take it out of the box. It’s a nice camera… but using it was an admission that there’s something really wrong with him, that he’s not the same as he used to be.
It does take better pictures than my old one, and maybe a part of him can be memorialized in the beauty it captures. But it’s still a tragic change to me.