Heavens opened, angels sang, beams of light shone down on.....PSL

I have a confession.  I would feel remiss if I didn't talk about it. I said my daughter was my muse.  Which is true.  She is.  

But I feel like I am forgetting to mention my first love, my first muse.....the Pumpkin Spice Latte (PSL) from Starbucks.

Diagnosis: Delicious

This morning I went to SBX today and to my delight I saw it there.  The heavens opened, beams of light shone down on me, angels sang.  Was it the Rapture?  Pretty darn close.  
Here is my love letter, in photos, to the PSL.  Welcome back my love.

Every love letter needs
a vintage romance shot.
Am I right?

Vacation.
Pumpkin Spice Latte.
Delicious bread.
Heaven