How come no matter where in the world I ever live, how many houses we buy in different cities, or what places we actually make our "home," I always call my parent's city my "home?" Whatever the reason, I love it there. I look forward to going home. It's slower paced, and you're bound to run into no less than a dozen people you know at the grocery store or gas station. It's a little one stoplight town, full of green pastures, pretty trees and backroads. We're going home this weekend, and I'm looking forward to it! Here are some pictures of fall in East Texas last year.
|Antique shopping with my mom and nana last year! We obviously had fun!|