Just got back from Two Harbors. Now back in MX. But it was the colors of leaves I needed to see. The brisk temp I needed to make me pull down my sleeves. The foggy, wet, and gray sky I needed to understand that not everyday is sunny. Even though I live in MX and basically every day is perfect, lol.

Maybe its nostalgia. Or maybe something else. But it makes me feel at peace.

Lovely pictures, a trip up north is like chicken noodle soup for the soul.