...a touch of exotic to our usual weekend activities
...afternoons with breeze and sun on toes
...even more wee berries for my wee ones
...self-applied blueberry "war paint"
...my mom's secret brisket rub
...flowers, flowers, everywhere
...the kind of weekend that felt like it was three or four days long, that saw much going and staying, and that offered many firsts for the smallest among us. That's the best kind of weekend there is... and it makes for a very happy Monday.