It is beautiful here this time of year.
There is something so relaxing about autumn in Buffalo.
Once the trees start to change, I feel peaceful.
The days may get shorter but they aren't filled with so many things to do
like they are in the summer months.
People seem to slow down.
Every year we make the 45 minute (if we're lucky) drive down to Ellicottville for their annual Fall Festival. Its a beautiful little town, and if I were a skier or snowboarder (or even liked the snow) I'd probably live there.
This year we left early. Being suck in traffic is one thing. Being stuck in traffic with a toddler is a completely different ball game. There was no way we were going to find out how that went.
We got lucky we only had to wait in traffic about 15 minutes. We got really, really lucky!
Oliver was awesome the entire time.
He loves being outside.
He loves being wheeled around in his stroller.
He loves people watching.
Something he gets from Ryan and I.
As we leisurely walked around looking at the crafts
I couldn't help but wish that I had a tent there.
That I was selling a part of me there.
I know its something that I want to pursue.
I'm just not sure when.
All I know is, I felt inspired.
Something about being around artistic and creative people
felt comfortable to me.
It feels like home.