Most of the time, when I have visitors in Charlottesville, I take advantage of all the awesome restaurants that are within walking distance of my apartment. When my brother comes to town, though, we act the way our family raised us and we cook up a little storm. We roasted a chicken for dinner with grilled broccoli and then the next day I made soup and he made homemade noodles for it and we put together some of the best salad you've ever had.

And then we had a little Sunday photo shoot before he left.

Love you, Sean.

A delicious fall haze on the lake, a very sleepy brother, plates and plates of wonderful food, a few perfect glasses of wine, my mom's apple pie, the cutest pup that ever lived, a cozy night's sleep, a morning walk around the neighborhood and a homemade café au lait before heading back to the real world. All is well in Flynn Land and I can't wait to be back.