it was the kind of weekend where we watched the sun rise and talked for hours and sipped coffee all day long. we walked the whole village, ate brunch al fresco, and admired the way spring makes the city come alive.
the older i get and the further away from home i go, the more and more i appreciate the friends i've had all my life. there's just something really special about having a friend that can tell you stories about your 11 year old self. i needed a weekend like this and didn't even know it.