What a beautiful day.
I'm wearing my little, boxy heels with the leather flower between my toes, my jean skirt with the front slit, and my goth 3/4 length sleeved shirt. I stepped out of the office to run a couple of errands and was hit by cool. Not so much that I immediately wrapped my arms around myself, but enough to be surprising, especially after the muggy heat of yesterday.
And the rain. Oh, blessed, gentle pattering rain. Tickling my face as I walk out to the car, swelling and waning in intensity as I drive down the road.
I love fall. I love rain. I love apple cider. I love those days when God seems to bless your socks off with joy and peace just for the sake of reminding you that He is good.
It's a good day.