Even in South Florida, it began feeling like Fall. My sister had the most beautiful weather for her wedding (I'm working on a huge wedding post for the weekend).
Every day, with the help of my now-brother-in-law's fancy truck (what a guy! He let me borrow it the whole time), I ran around town, doing the usual wedding planning and panicking. In between the errands and generally running around like a crazy person, I would pick up two of my favorite girls from their schools - one from high school (insanity), the other from pre-K. Roxy's school happens to be adjacent to the church parking lot near my mom's house, where I used to play. There was a large, beautiful tree that we called our club house; it was the absolute best tree for climbing. We each had a "room" and decorated accordingly (in our imaginations). Even in middle school, we used to run our lines for our school play while lounging on the tree's limbs. It was our very own Giving Tree. The church ladies always yelled at us for playing in the tree; they were a crabby bunch.
When I reached high school, they cut the tree down. Now there is only a gazebo.
I suppose it will have to do. We don't have much of a choice.
Thrill Seeker Jacket - courtesy of ModCloth
Pumpkin Pie dress - courtesy of Spotted Moth
Romance boots - courtesy of Seychelles
pen in my hair - oops