Yesterday was a real gift. We didn't do anything unusual or anything; just went to church, did a little shopping, took a nap, and went out for dinner. Good stuff. What made yesterday seem special was the very difficult to describe emotional response I experienced as John pulled the car into the garage after dinner.
I felt.....as though I was simply in the right place, at the right time, and with the right person. I felt a quiet and happy contentment.
Nice. I wish I could package up moments like these and re-visit them when I need to.
It helped that the weather was perfect, we enjoyed a great dinner at one of our favorite places down by the Columbia river, and as the garage door opened I noticed yet again how my inexpensive farmer's market flower baskets are growing like crazy this year.
Deep fried pickles. Mmmmmmm.
They're BEASTS. Awesome.
I hope your weekend was a good one, too.