Get Out Your Soul Paints

Guys, Wyoming. It's a wild and raucous land with hearty (and soft-hearted) residents. The land there sings to me, and when we visited my sister and her family, who are lucky enough to live in such an untamed and breathtaking place, the land spoke to me with all the gorgeous autumn colors. How can these colors not paint themselves on your soul?

We enjoyed our stroll through the river bottoms with our curious little youngsters and soaked in everything autumn presented to us. Thank you, fall, for gracing us with your lovely presence. It's always good to see you around. (Don't tell the other seasons, but you're totally my favorite one.)