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Why Does Anyone Move to Florida?

Thursday night I flew to Ohio to help my grandmother with a yard sale. It's been an absolutely gorgeous weekend so far with bright blue skies, a light breeze, and changing autumn leaves. I love the 70/50 temperatures, especially since my dear husband is at home fighting mosquitoes and fog and soaking humidity.

We went over to my cousin's house last night for an outdoor fire party. It was a blast. I love watching burning embers dancing in the night sky and the smell of smoke in the air. I still haven't decided if it's the lure of the weather or comraderie among friends and family, but I can't help but wonder why people ever leave this behind for Florida.

But they do, and I'm certainly the result of such decisions.

I'm having fun with my cousin's kids who found great joy in playing catch with me. This fun game involves me standing at one end of the yard and having two soccer balls and a football thrown at me at once. I wish I had a video of me trying to catch them all at the same time.

It was so worth it. Today I received two pictures, carefully colored by kindergarten hands. That kind of gift is just priceless.

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Christy said…
I also stand here because somebody decided to move south. I sometimes wish we'd stayed put.
Woodsmoke is probably my favorite smell in the world. Combine it with a crisp evening, and that's pretty much my idea of heaven.
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