Right after getting married, Justin and I moved from San Diego to Pittsburgh for two years so he could get his masters. Pittsburgh never felt like home and we never planned to stay, but it ruined us for fall. We had real seasons for the first time, and those few blissful weeks in September and October where the sun shone (the only few weeks the sun shone in Pittsburgh) and we drank cider and watched the leaves change and visited the pumpkin patch and felt the urgency to live before winter set in – well, every year since leaving, I’ve ached all autumn. It’s been something I’ve missed down to my bones.
But fall in Boise this year was absolute heaven. In Pittsburgh it was nice; in Idaho it’s been glorious. We soaked up every moment of it, and I spent weeks riding a high despite some very stressful and intense things going on behind the scenes. It was magic.
There was no way I was going to miss capturing my own family in this heavenly season, and though I did that plenty, I honestly wish I had done even a little more. 😉 But the good thing is, as always, fall will be back next year, and until then we get to enjoy the beautiful snow all winter, and then the incredible flowering trees in spring, and the sunshiny green heat of summer. I do firmly believe that seasons are so good for the soul – and they definitely help to fuel my creative side as well, for which I am so grateful.
Photos were shot on a mix of Fuji 400h, Portra 400, and digital.