It is September. Summer is whispering her goodbyes as Autumn peeks around the corner. I am a happy woman.

Chad and I just returned from a weekend in the mountains. It rained the majority of the time and I happily cuddled up on the dry, warm couch to revel in some relaxation. Chad's parents' mountain house is their second home, but-don't tell-my favorite. The front porch boasts a view of Smokey Mountain's sunsets while the back porch claims rights to the sun's dawning light. Both are breathtaking. Soon, as fall creeps ever so closer, I hope to find my way back among the good ole' Smokey Mountains.