Monday, May 28, 2012
After having such a stressful month, we decided to have a Bohemian sort of free spirit weekend. No clocks to dictate the rules. Sleep when we wanted, wake up when we wanted. Eat when and what we wanted. It was a warm, summer like weekend, perfect for sleeping on the porch and picnicking under the trees, which is exactly what we did. We read Kahlil Gibran's "The Prophet" together out under our make-shift tent under the trees. Perfect weekend in every way.
at May 28, 2012
Soft music, the gentle kind of music that makes you feel content with life... the view from the window as I sit and spin at the wheel makes ...