Romantic menories keep popping up in my mind....
Mood:  caffeinated
As I sat at my computer this morning trying to remember what I was working on yesterday that I needed to finish, I stared at the image I have set as my wallpaper. It is an image of the Cliffs of Moher that I took during my visit to Ireland last year. I recalled the day we visited the Cliffs. I like to do this a lot because that way it keeps the trip fresh in my mind because I haven't a clue when I will have a chance to go back. Anyway...I remember that day as being the coldest day of the trip. It was raining that morning. Not a heavy rain, just a steady mist. The wind coming up off the cliffs was so strong that it nearly knocked you off your feet. The sky was gray and there was a light fog surrounding the cliffs. I remember someone from our group complaining about the fog and how the view is much more amazing when the sun is out. Which maybe true, but I remember thinking that it couldn't be more perfect. This is how I always pictured Ireland when I was a little girl. What would Ireland be without the "Irish Mist". Anyway...I stood there taking pictures hoping to take that one shot that would help me remember this day forever when I noticed some movement out of the corner of my eye. I looked over and saw a young couple standing not far from me. The young man was holding his girlfriend, trying to keep her warm when all the sudden he broke away and turned her so she was facing him. He got down on one knee and started talking. I know I should of walked away or pretended not to notice. This was a private moment between the two, but I couldn't help myself. I just stood there and watched. He gave this long speech about how they hadn't known each other long and that he knew that she said she wasn't ready but that he couldn't imagine himself without her. He was so cold (and perhaps a little nervous) that he shivered so badly that he could barely get the words out. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the ring box and asked her if she would marry him. The girl hesitated for just a moment before she responded with a yes. It was so sweet and romantic that I couldn't help but tear up a little.

The weather has gotten much cooler lately and all I want to do is curl up on the couch under a warm blanket with a fire in the fireplace. The cold evenings make me miss Philip a little. He was so great to snuggle up to. I really miss that.

One good thing about the cold is that the leaves have finally started to turn. This is my favorite time of year. The cool crisp morning, the smell of the leaves mixed with the smoke for chimneys near by. The sky is blue and clear and its color reflects in the lake. I tried to take a picture of it but the colors just didn't convey well on camera. The water is still a tad warm and with the mornings being so cold, a mist rises up off the surface. It almost looks like smoke on the water. When the sun hits it in the morning with the colored trees in the background...it is just breathtaking. I really wish you all could see it. *sigh*

Well I better get some work done. Enough romanticizing for one day. Till next time...