Photo taken somewhere closer to Raleigh than Houston.
There's nothing quite like a three-day weekend to give you a fresh start to the summer, a new perspective, if you will. There are four days/weekends a year that I treat like a rebirth - New Year's Day, Spring daylight savings, Memorial weekend and the day before my birthday. I use these times to get everything into proverbial order and to start the new season fresh. In a life of too many distractions, it centers my perspective on life, much like a plane ride through the clouds.
I'm powering through a busy day until 5pm and looking forward to the weekend ahead - farmers' market, Doughman watching, dates with friends, lounging, baking, and a special experiment to try to recreate a macaroni salad that I recently inhaled with delight.
It's going to be a belly-patting, face-cramping (from smiling), glorious weekend.
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