The weather here today in the beautiful south whispered bits of fall in a multitude of ways. The subtle humidity blended with grey cloud cover provided welcoming temperatures that enticed the soul to explore the outdoors. Laughter has been in the neighborhood air the past week. It sure does stir memories of my own childhood. The nostalgic fall. The favored season. The longing for the crisp night air to dance across your skin. Sweaters coupled with flip flops and faded jeans.

I have come to appreciate the meaning of weekends now that I have two little loves to squeeze, giggle with, spend time with, coo at and chase. My heart feels so full of love and happiness as I enjoy the greatest gifts Mo and I could ever receive. Especially on this weekend. The weekend that is sending messages. Messages of fall….