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“FALL HAS ALWAYS BEEN MY FAVORITE SEASON. THE TIME WHEN EVERYTHING BURSTS WITH ITS LAST BEAUTY, AS IF NATURE HAD BEEN SAVING UP ALL YEAR FOR THE GRAND FINALE.” —LAUREN DESTEFANO, WITHER

Being a twenty something year old girl of course means I love fall and all its amazing glory. It means oversized sweaters and pumpkin spice lattes. It means cool mornings, warm days, and perfect cuddle weather. It means instagram photos with my boots in the leaves, and yes I am admitting that I searched for the perfect pile of leaves to pose in. 

As a former New Mexican it means green chile, balloon fiesta, and leaves that are on fire with color. 


As a new wife fall means warm snuggles, a ton of baking, and of course bath and body works candles! I have been obsessed with warm fall recipes, baking spice anything, and making sure that my house always smells like "tailgate", thanks again bath and body works. It means spending our weekends watching football, and yelling "who dat" or "roll tide roll". It means snuggling up with warm tea and catching up on "our" Thursday night shows. It means embracing God's creation as it shines the most enchanting colors. 

I would love to hear what your favorite fall recipes are, as well as your favorite things about fall. 

Xoxo, 
B


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