This morning I went to have coffee with friends. We shared life together for a bit and then I drove home and arrived simultaneously with Wes and the beloved Aunt Celia.
And we had lunch in a field of wildflowers. In my backyard.
I mean, really?
I understand this could be a really annoying post for those not having quite the picture perfect afternoon. But the weather is soon to plunge back down and there’s rain in the forecast so I thought I’d indulge myself with the memory.
May a picture perfect day be coming your way soon.
And I think I hear Jack hollering so off I trot.
Hugs and love and cheers for Friday.
(Really. While in the kitchen with Wes making lunch I started belting out ‘it’s Friday Friday getting down on Friday. Everybody’s looking forward to the weekend weekend….)
And now you have it stuck in your head. You’re welcome.