There is this little tree down by the hammocks in the woods that has the sweetest pink leaves in the autumn. They fall down all around the tree, making a little pink blanket leaves fit for a princess to nap on.
I just can’t get enough of different shades of brown together. Dark browns, light browns, orangy browns…I love them all. And this piece with its rich brown burlap and dreamy colors really evokes that sort of mystery that I love when I think about life in the late 1800’s and early 1900’s.
One of our favorite places to go is the river at McIntosh Reserve…sometimes we’ll keep it simple and just go for a walk at the riverside, but other times we’ll all go, toting fried chicken and potato salad. Mark will bring his banjo and it is magic.