Tuesday, July 9, 2013

summer sundays.

Some Sundays seem to be those perfect Sundays that no one actually gets to experience, but we hear of others enjoying (in a far off, mythical land). Morning spent at the market, picking up fresh flowers, sweet red strawberries, and deliciously pink watermelon. An afternoon spent lounging, playing with the pups, reading a new book. These are good Sundays.

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