Nothing like your very first taste of fresh cut grass.
I don't think Nathan enjoyed my choice of a Fireball before the game as much as I did.
A Sunday afternoon at the Fox Hollow Golf Course was just what my soul needed. I closed my eyes, felt the sun on my face and warm breeze in my hair. I tried to memorize the exact feeling so that when winter finally settles in, I can close my eyes again and take myself back to that fabulous fall day.
"Um, I think you missed a stroke dad."
First swing of a club with Grandpa Mack.
My mom sent me these pictures of her beautiful autumn purple ash trees. I just love the foggy morning capture. Oh the colors!
Last year the seasons went from summer to winter and the foliage was pretty much nonexistent, which makes this year all the more spectacular.