The blogpost wherein I declare Utah is just about the prettiest place you can be in the fall. Unequivocally, of course. I am sure there is a close second somewhere (Vermont maybe?), but Utah definitely takes the cake/ribbon/podium/cup on this one. These hues would floor you. Hunter orange, people. Bright fuchsia. The most vibrant of tennis ball yellows that, if you stare at it long enough, might even blind you. Pantone would kill for these colors.
The anniversary weekend was the perfect little getaway. Shopping was done. Golf was played. We stayed at a cute little bed and breakfast. We slept in. We went on the most incredible drive in the mountains (which is the most appropriate of fall activities, don't you think?). And I didn't have to cook a single meal. Or do a single dish for that matter (double bonus for Nicki!)
And I realized on this weekend away that one day, I want to live in a hotel. I mean, not literally, but, when Ty and I have a real house with a real master bedroom, it must without a doubt include a sitting area with a couch and a TV as well as an attached master bath. Cause it would feel just like living in a hotel. And that, friends, would feel great.
So here's to two years of Nicki and Ty! With an eternity to come.