Picnics

Right now is my favorite time of year. 

The leaves are changing color, 

the air is crisp and cool, 

and the sweater weather season is in full swing. 

Yesterday we drove up the canyon and had a picnic in the leaves. Heather and I have made it a tradition (Two years in the making now) and it could possibly be the most picturesque thing we have ever done. 

We spread out blankets next to the river on a pile of leaves and ate delicious food like pumpkin bars and apples with caramel dip.

 And, of course, 

we shared it with our favorite boys. 

It felt like autumn in every single way. 

I love going up into the mountains. The air is so pure and smells so fresh. Breathing it in makes you feel more alive than you were before, it makes you feel like you don't have a care in the world. 

And for a moment, 

every worry and stress is wiped away and you feel that nothing in the world could make you more content than you are in that moment, sitting under the leaves somewhere in the mountains. 

Well, that was my experience anyways. 

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