Sunday night is always a mixture of a lingering sense of the idyllic, on the one hand, and on the other, the unavoidable reality of setting an alarm clock, collecting garbage for Monday morning's pick up, laying out clothes for school tomorrow. When Alexi and I were dating, we cooked dinner together every Sunday night, as a way to stretch out those last few hours of togetherness in the weekend.
My friend Valerie commented on Flickr about the last photo pictured above. She said, 'hopefully heaven looks like this'. Such a beautiful thing to say on so many levels. Let's all go in to the new week looking for the bits of heaven in our surroundings. xo