This Orlando woman didn’t quite know how to handle all the red and yellow. I stood smitten by fall in South Carolina.
Sure there were some barren trees and brown leaves that have seen better days. I didn’t care. This was an early Christmas gift from God.
My dear friend Colleen and I shuffled in the leaves in South Carolina this weekend. What a great getaway. We were on the hunt for housing options for her beginning in February.
It was amazing what we squeezed into about 36 hours in the land of orange paw prints: time with her parents in Anderson, sleep requiring socked feet, slow breakfast with bacon (chipmunks in the background), miles clocked on Colleen’s Accord as we scooted around Greenville, lunch outside on main street, enjoying Falls Park, voice mails left to real estate agents who were not working and watching the Clemson game, dinner at Fatz cafe (who names places like this? was there no intervention?) with Colleen’s parents, laughs over old photos of Colleen we found, church in Anderson at NewSpring with my friend, Kole, lunch outside (see a theme?) back in Greenville (who would have thought shrimp and cheese grits would taste so delicious together?), and eight hours and many miles back home.
Thanks for a very memorable road trip (and soundtrack), Colleen!