Mexican Domestic Goddess


Jacqui SkempComment
I'm still new to this. Eight years ago I experienced fall for the first time. In southern California you occasionally see a handful of trees start to turn yellow and then quickly brown. I was 21 when I road through Madison on a bike, leaves falling all around, surrounded by a world bursting with color. I'm still amazed every time it happens. 

I was pulling up to our driveway four days ago, and I swear the trees on our street turned over night. The first time I experienced a real midwestern autumn, I felt like songs and poetry and art really started to make sense. The references to the cyclical nature of life clicked. 

So I'm busting out my yoga pants, and getting something pumpkin spicy. I'm loving me some cardigan weather.