Shelly and I stayed home for the first full weekend in what feels like the entire summer. We baked fresh foods with ingredients from our garden, walked to a coffee shop and grocery store, cleaned, weeded, cut my hair, and generally relaxed.
Home, Again, At Last
cicadas singing, fan turns round
peaceful nights and summer sounds
it's finders keepers - life is found
-JB 08/21/11
Life is made up of minutes, days, and years; but is lived only in such moments as are stolen and sufficiently and joyously squandered in the simplicity of togetherness with loved ones.
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