After a gorgeous weekend in Cape Cod with both old and new friends, and a bit of time at home puttering over the holiday weekend, I feel as though I've been sufficiently kicked into summertime, my favorite time of year. I brought the fans down from the attic last night; the kids pool out from the shed; fresh lilacs fill the house; and the sunblock and garden tools are permanantly in my back pocket. Ah...summertime is here. Everything feels like it's moving at a perfect slow speed, and nothing should be done without a glass of iced tea in hand. And while deadlines and committments still loom about, somehow, it all seems a bit easier and more manageable in the summer.
A few more photos from our weekend on Flickr here.
I'll be back after I wash the salt water and sand out of my babes' hair, though really, it smells so good just like it is.