Time on Rosewood

Fall foliage peaked this week in my neck of the woods, and the drive to Mom's this morning was simply spectacular. If I'd had a driver, I'd been snapping pics around every bend. As usual, the visit was short, but so very sweet. The house looks phenomenal. It was the first time I'd seen it with everything done since Imelda blew in. We attempted a selfie right before I left, and I breathed a prayer of gratitude for the two people who gave me life. I could never repay them for all they've done, and thankfully, I don't have to. Happy Saturday evening, y'all. Be safe, be well, be warm.