March 3 – Lunch Date classifieds
I can think of no way I would rather spend early afternoon on a Saturday, than reading the classifieds in a small-town diner on the way to flea markets and antique stores.
March 4 – Sunday morning
Dyson wasn’t awake yet, Dustin was playing the Wii with almost-muted volume, and the only light was streaming in through the windows. Morning is such a peaceful time.
We had a lovely weekend. I hope your’s was just as wonderful.