Another reason that I love fall is that it is chock full of meaningful and fun occasions. My 50th birthday was last week and our wedding anniversary falls the week after (30 years ago the reason we set the wedding date a week after my birthday was because I wanted to avoid being a teenaged bride.)
There we are in all our youth, cutting the cake in front of friends and family gathered on the front courtyard at Scott’s grandmother’s home. It’s been a good run, and it seems our strategy of holding off on marriage until I turned 20 paid off. ;-)
We had a lovely anniversary day, took a long drive in Southern Illinois by way of Marion and the ferry and visited Garden of the Gods again. It turned out we were not the only ones who had thought it would be a good place to visit in mid-October on a Saturday afternoon. The walking area that is most accessible really is not large enough to accommodate the numbers of visitors that were out yesterday, so in future it’ll be best to visit mid-week in the fall. But the drive more than made up for that disappointment. Then we headed to Paducah for dinner, crossing the blue bridge from Brookport, which was fun in and of itself. We walked along the riverfront and visited the big 3-story antique shop on the corner, and then settled in for dinner at diFratelli’s.
Whenever there was a lull in the action, as when we were waiting for the ferry, I read out loud to Scott from Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell, which is the wonderful book I’m currently reading, passed on by our middle son.