This morning, as I was driving to do some Girls on the Run administrative work in Sebastopol, I was greeted with this sight:
I am really going to miss hot air balloons in the mornings on my commute. They’re so pretty. This time, they got closer than they’ve ever been:
And I was sad that I’m leaving.
But then again, I guess it was a nice way to say goodbye.
(Food post in the morning. Goodnight.)