weekend, part II.

autumn trees + 75 degree weather
colonial lake
rue de jean patio.
gates + greenery
spring rolls with sweet/sour sauce at basil
happy sisters

A few more glimpses of our very full weekend. The best part of fall in Charleston is the ideal seventy-degree weather accompanied by vibrant reds and oranges. I wish it lasted six months instead of six weeks.

Other things of note: I introduced Isabel to the magic that is truffle potato soup, walked around Charleston until our feet hurt, watched her get two hugs and a flower from a homeless man, and tried out a new restaurant (where the bread and butter alone is enough reason to go). It was just so nice being able to share my normal daily life with Isabel. It made me wish she was a part of it always.*

P.S. The clouds this weekend reminded me of the clouds in Provence.

*Hint: Come to college in Charleston, Isabel!