My favorite time of year. It signals a change....a crispness in the air and the smell of wood burning and putting on that extra layer of clothing.

This place calls me. I had found a house I thought was cute but once I saw it in person, the neighborhood was not at all what I was looking for. So, the search continues. All I know is by this time next year, somewhere out there will be my new home. Now, whether I end up there for the long haul or pack it up in a few years to move to the beach remains to be seen. Right now, I'm not making any plans other than getting out of DFW. There's friends I will miss but I will see them often. Other than that, there is no reason to keep me here.

More roads to explore, more life to live.....