Sometimes on Monday morning all I can think of is "where did the weekend go?" I am a fan of the three day weekend personally. That is definitely a life goal of ours.
The weekend was filled with car wash volunteering, farm visiting, block partying, front porch step-building, lots of cooking, haircuts, some work, school prep and more.
Two days can really race by... you know? There were sweet moments though, like this. A late summer field of wildflowers, a pond, a hike. It was so quiet there. Even with thunder in the distance.
Busy, but a lot of goodness to be found as well. Just as late August should be.