Thankfully, I eased into 34 by taking a weekend in the mountains with the Mister. M partied all weekend at Nana's. The rural pace was just what the doctor ordered. One afternoon was spent in a nearby town where we stopped in for dinner and happened upon Another Roadside Attraction playing. Finished dinner and walked a block to local wines and ciders. The next day was my actual birthday. I woke up to few reps of jogging, jumping jacks and whatever other exercises I could think of. Then got my birthday gift: a 35 pound kettle bell! We decided it was time to take advantage of the mountain beauty, so off we went on a long hike on a hard trail.
The whole weekend gave us plenty of time to read, draw {me} and photograph {C} the surroundings, find inspiration, and soak up the quiet times with each other.
My disdain for 34 melted away into the fall colors. {and Charlie's charming self helped!} It's amazing how a breath of crisp fall air can change one's perspective.
3 comments:
Happy birthday, lady!!!!!! How did I miss you day?! Gah! xoxoxoxo
So funny- I call my mister, "the mister" too. :) Sounds like a lovely way to spend your birthday.
Happy belated birthday! That color palette is so pretty. It would make such pretty fabric. :)
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