Falling into Fall

That moment when you walk outside, you catch that scent, a little whif...you know that FALL is in the air.  There is nothing more I love than the changes of seasons!  Fall with its-Football, chilly days, scarves, boots, leaves falling, pumpkin patches, apple festivals and that oh so glorious smell!!  It's the time of year where I long for my home-the mountains or Asheville, NC.  Nothing can come close to comparing to the sight of the mountains as the leaves are changing to those unexplainable oranges, browns, reds and yellows.  The drive there through Marion, up Old Fort and past Black Mountain I feel them calling me, calling me home.  Since my wonderful husband is from the mountains as well, we can both share in the nostalgia (forgive my spelling?) of what this beautiful place means to us!  And we are now passing that love to our next generation-our son Jordan absolutely loves being outside and LOVES going to Asheville.  This time of year I have to double check his pockets before I throw them into the wash-pulling out acorns and leaves that he has decided he needs to keep for later.