fall at the lake

This weekend we snuck away from the city to enjoy the changing seasons at the lake. The seasons seem to be having a bit of an identity crisis however, because the leaves have yet to change their golden yellow and vibrant red. Maybe I am just missing it somehow, because all I seem to see is green. But I digress. And not that it totally matters anyways, because we still enjoyed our fall at the lake. The air was crisp and cool, we lit a fire, and breathed deep the fresh mountain air. We went wine tasting in the North Georgia vineyards, braved the outlets for home gear, cooked delicious food, slept in much later the usual, and enjoyed each other's company. What a treat!