In rivers, the water that you touch is the last of what has passed and the first of that which comes; so with present times.
~ Leonardo da Vinci
Weekends are sacred, golden hours. I love weekends and I don't even work the conventional 9 to 5. I love weekends because I get to spend time with the people I love. We get to hang out and enjoy the flow of time without duty or obligation. Two precious days of deck-sitting, conversation, beach-going, adventure, partying or dvd watching. It doesn't matter what we do, just as long as we do it together. This weekend I went rock-hopping in Cedar Creek with my brother and my bestie. The water was low but clear, and the country air was sweet with the scents of the forest. These are the days that Summer is made of...
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