I've just made it out of the eye of the storm.
Fury, thy name is mid-terms.
But now I can breathe. Which means that I'm finally getting back to the blog, making observations, and doing all those other things that I've been meaning to do.
Can we just talk about how this fall has been glorious? Simply stunning. Perfect. Lovely. It's like Provo has welcomed me back with open arms and asking me to stay.
We'll see how I feel in winter.
But for now, just . . . it's beautiful.
I've always been an autumn girl, and autumns like this remind me why.
Also. The sky this morning--breathtaking. Pink underbelly of morning.
Life is meant to be lived deliberately.