Once again I am collecting some $ from GrubHub while hanging out in a gorgeous spot...
...a spot that incidentally holds a special place in my dreemy heart
Why, you ask? Welllll- Once upon a time, long long ago, when I was a young lass of just 18 I fell deeply, madly in love...
I was the epitome of innocence when I met the object of my affection, no lad to that point had ever been able to smooth talk me out of my clothes, no no!
Until one warm, fall, moonlit night, at the foot of these very falls (sigh)
What freedom, that feeling of skimming through the water without encumbrance, what magic in the feel of embracing bare skin to bare skin...
**...I have often thought about what days I would relive if I could, and that one is very high on the list. (If only hubs wasn't such a baby about cold water these days, I could at least do a reenactment!)
But nothing compares to the intensity of first times, of being young and so full of passion and energy. I still remember it well, though it has faded slightly around the edges.
Ah, the good old days
And now duty calls, though I hope to enjoy a few more perfect fall days like this one before the snow changes the view!