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Before we even wiped the sleep from our eyes this morning the sun called to us. It rose feeling hot, but still gentle, in the uniquely special way it does time of year. This time of not quite summer, but most decidedly not spring. This between the seasons time. I sliced up a luscious watermelon, juicy and red and ripe, chilled almost ice cold, and lured my family outside to our back deck without a spoken invitation. The the energy of the morning light and the taste of the sweet fruit was invitation enough. As our bodies began to wake, we eased into our day with laughter and slurping and silliness. Such simple pleasures – family and fruit and sunshine.

I hope that you, too, are able to soak in a bit of sun and sweetness during this long holiday weekend.

Much love from us to you!