As you’ve probably seen from my Instagram and blog photos lately, James and I took 1.5 week long trip back to Arizona for Thanksgiving. It was my first time back in Phoenix since last year and as awful as this may sound, each year we visit, it starts to feel less and less like home. So for my transplant friends out there, I want to know: Do you ever feel like a visitor in your own hometown?
You know those few perfect days in November when it’s cool enough for a blanket scarf, warm enough for a dress and golden all around? Yeah, this was one of them.