i feel like i live for weekends. those few days of perfect sweetness that continue to pass much too quickly (even more so now that summer is sneaking in to kiss our cheeks when we aren't looking). i love lazing about in slippers and cozy blankets, sipping coffee and nibbling on pastries, being with my little family and smiling at the all the cuteness that abundantly surrounds us. i love having time to tidy up, organize and purge, time to plan errands that often don't end up happening, but i sometimes love that even more. time to think, reflect, daydream and not read a single email. time to ride bikes, plan gardens, and soak up rays of sun. time to just breath.
