There is something about Fall.

Where golden yellow leaves from the trees cast their warmth on rolling hills of light. Hills where siblings run and laugh and roll with delight. Where golden pups sit next to their tiny humans. Where wheat grows high and trees grow higher. Where families take a break from routine and spend an evening satisfied only with the other’s presence.

Where worries lay distant. Where laughter comes easy. Where bear hugs frequent the scene and memories more.

There is something about Fall.
Something about family.
Something about the beautiful mix of the two….