After several years of living in Southern California, being inundated with burritos and surf, this autumn lover is back on the Eastern Seaboard. This, this single photo, has encapsulated four years of wishes. Bring the autumn on. Bring the colors. Bring the crisp, nearly stinging air, bring the first snowfall. I’m home, baby. I’m home.
First Snowfall, Maple Orchard, British Columbia, Canada
photo from danis
Because September is here, because the Boys of Summer are about to become the Men of Autumn, because there is nothing in the world like Red Sox and Yankees in September, because…well, it’s baseball.
(Source: browndresswithwhitedots)
That’s right. Hard-nosed, pee-wee football coaches wear pink.
Say something.
Autumn in the city.
After all those years in California and on deployment it’s actually quite nice to rake leaves on a crisp autumn afternoon.
Most of the time you’re beautiful when you don’t intend to be.
That makes us ache for you even more.
I do believe it’s time for a bike ride. Indeed.
(Source: conceptblanc, via matthayhurst)
untitled by .BrainFood on Flickr.
London as scene through the viewfinder of my kick-ass friend Kyoko.
Father Time needs to stop toying with my emotions and fast forward to autumn already.
