As always, my best ideas come to me when I'm supposed to be paying attention to something boring (or in the shower). I was sitting in yet another day of orientation...Don't worry all of this super crucial information really sunk in the second time I had to hear it...Anyway, I absolutely love the fall. I'd go through a 100 years of hell for one gloriously crisp sunny fall day. I'd have all the house windows open, relax looking out on the lake, knitting, take a drive through the woods, and for dinner I'd have corn tortilla soup, and follow it up with a bonfire in sweats and wearing my favorite puffy cowl. My memories of fall are so vibrant, thinking about it always makes me smile.
After living in PA for 4 years, it was abundantly clear, no where does fall like the Northeast! And amazingly, here we are, about to start fall in New England. This is bound to be THE best fall I'll ever see and my genius idea will help me chronicle it. Since I'll be spending most of it in house...(I swear resident work rooms were built by casino architects. No windows. No working clocks. Fake light. And instead of tobacco smoke, the air is filled with the smell of something evil and undead coming from the fridge.)
I've decided to take one picture a day starting Sept. 1st, looking out across the lake to save fall forever. I'm sure I'm the only one excited about this. I'm hoping to take it in the same spot, at the same time each day. We'll see how this goes. Here's Day 1:
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