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silent summer memories

I can feel it in my bones.  The urge to pour myself an extra cup of tea, snuggle up in a cozy sweater, step on crinkly leaves, and plop canned pumpkin into everything.  It’s warm, hazy and there’s a slight chill in the air. I think it might be fall. 
Although I am excited for the months to come, full of roasted vegetables, spicy apple cider, and chunky scarves, I feel as now is a good time to reminisce on some summer memories.
What is your best memory from this summer?
With love,
Erica


a delicious grilled tofu sandwich @ the sunflower cafe

iced tea

an adorable cottage in carmel



I hiked all the way up to buzzard's roost with my dad


this cinnamon roll was approximately the size of my head


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  1. My windows are open...first time in MONTHS! I live in Texas and the hint of fall makes me so happy-I love sweaters and scarves and boots...I love stews and roasted veggies and apple desserts....I am ready for fall!

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    1. I love it! I used to dread fall because it meant back to school -- but now I embrace the warm, breezy, spicy atmosphere that the season offers.

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  2. I love that first picture so much!! And I totally want to eat that tofu sandwich.

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    1. It was delicious! It also had a white bean spread that was TO DIE FOR!

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