There’s something about being home that feels like a vacation more than actual vacation. With no itineraries other than visiting family and friends, meals that are planned and prepped without any help from us, and our baby constantly being taken off our hands, we found ourselves with time to spare and fun to be had. We felt spoiled and relaxed the whole time!
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Around the holidays we headed north to my hometown in the Texas panhandle to visit my family. The drive is a long one across the state, but it’s not one I mind as we watch the landscape change from green hill country to golden flat plains stretching to the horizon. We were lucky to get mild and sunny weather during our trip, and with grandparents eager to take our tot from us, we had time on our hands and a landscape to explore.
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On the sunniest mild winter days I take advantage of the chance to let my skin breathe a little. I’ll pair one of my warmest coats with a sleeveless top underneath. The feel of the fresh air on my skin hints of springtime ahead. I can never decide if my favorite season is spring or fall. Each time we’re on the cusp of one or the other, I feel convicted that it’s the best of all the seasons. I think it’s simply the evolving that’s my favorite — the sense of new routines, and changing landscapes, and fresh ideas ahead.
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Usually when it’s cold outside I reach for things to wear that are easy, comfortable, and keep me warm. You’ll often find me in sweatshirts and jeans at home. When I’m leaving the house, though, I try to get a little less comfy-cozy with my outfits. Two things I’ve been wearing often this winter are fitted shirts, which I talked about in my last post, and my latest Hunter rain boots.
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