Home is an important thing to me. Home used to be a house to me, a place I slept, lived in and ate at. However, I've realized that home has become more of a feeling. I feel at home walking through Biola and driving through the canyon near my house or eating french toast on a Saturday morning.
October is a month that feels like home to me. I love the crisp Fall air, that unfortunately is still developing in California, and the leaves that start to fall to the ground and especially the anticipation of holidays. Two weeks ago, my house hosted our second annual Harvest Party. We invited friends to come and bring some of their "harvest" and we provided yummy cornbread, chili, and Amish friendship bread. Here are some photos of the event and the house. ( I didn't take too many. Megan took the role of photographer for the night.) It felt a bit like home to have everyone dressed warm and lots of friends in one place on a Fall evening.
Welcome to our house!
The Dining Room. 
The Front Room (my favorite.) 
Yummy Food
Lindsay, Megan and Court finishing up before everyone showed up. 
A few of the first people there. 
Kyle and Rachelle stopped by for a bit. :) ps. sorry the photos are so small!
1 comment:
so cute Jenners! looks like a lot of the decor is yours? looks so vintage-y and sweet! that must have been so much fun cooking, decorating, and hanging out with friends on a fall evening!!! love it :)
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