Everything Glorious

A fall weekend.

Is there anything more beautiful?

The leaves are turning fast now and the landscape all around us is positively golden.

I think because we've had so much rain recently the leaves are dropping much more quickly than they did last year, but still...glorious.

Sunday afternoon we took the little car for a spin up to Highpoint which is truly the highest point in New Jersey.

Clever name, isn't it?

We've been so lucky these past couple of weekends.

In spite of having two weeks filled with rainy days the weekends have been absolutely crystal clear.

Glorious.

It was perfect convertible weather.

As long as you were wearing a scarf around your neck and a fleece around your middle and a blanket across your legs I mean.

That's my definition of great convertible weather...

hot air blowing on you is no fun but the cool air is glorious.

We didn't hike on Sunday but I did hop out and snap a picture of the view.

I think next weekend will be close to the peak colors.

I know.

New Jersey?

Who'd a thunk it?

This morning I sat outside on my front porch and watched the sunrise.

The sky was a little bit pink...

then pinker still...

then golden...

a blaze of sunshine and happiness.

I couldn't help but think of the David Crowder song, Everything Glorious.

I wonder if watching the sunrise on a golden fall morning inspired the lyrics?

Hoping your Monday is glorious too.