when autumn comes.

The calendar might profess it to be autumn, but in reality--it simply isn't. Around here, anyway. Temperatures have remained high, resulting in the continued wearing of short-sleeves and flip-flops. Something I'm all for...during the summer. I confess that I'm truly ready to break out the turtlenecks and scarves full-time.

In other news, school has been...hectic. Thankfully, we received a 'fall break' of sorts in the form of a long weekend and so were able to visit with family near Madison. Ah, now there's where it feels a bit more like autumn. There's a slight nip in the air during the evenings, causing one to shiver happily. And did I mention the landscape? The rolling green pastures contrast nicely with the fiery reds and shades of orange of the tree leaves.

In celebration of the gorgeous colors, most of the siblings went outside for a fall photo shoot.

This is me in a seventies-esque photo.

I can't play a guitar to save my life. This fact resulted in a expression equivalent to one of an individual wandering around a parking lot and searching for his/her vehicle while trying to look confident and yet feeling like a cat struggling to stay afloat in a pool.

Or something like that.

This is Ellie. She can't play a guitar to save her life either.

But she's an expert on the violin, so we can cut her a little slack.

 Zander here is a child-prodigy on the thing and has already made several world tours showcasing his talent.

Yeah. Or not. But doesn't he look cute?

 Elisabeth.

My brother who's growing up faster than a Wesley should be growing. He can't play a guitar to save his life either. But doesn't he look cute, too?

Our weekend is drawing to a bittersweet close and Elisabeth and I return to our classes tomorrow. Fall break spent with family was a real blessing and just what I needed to recharge. And even though we lack the autumn weather that I so greatly want here in South Georgia, life feels just right. 

How are you doing, reader? :)