weekend.

ohmygodcute.
oatmeal coconut chocolate chip cookies
pa pa al
come to the edge
naptime
roasted vegetable farro, lunch
backyard paradise

Coming home at this time of year seems sacred in some way. Our backyard feels like paradise and I rarely step inside. The days pass by in the dreamiest way -- porch naps, swimming, sunshine, reading.

Since finishing school, I can't read enough; it's the best feeling. This weekend I started and finished Christina Haag's poignant memoir about lost love and her long-time boyfriend, JFK Jr. It's so beautiful that I want to read it over and over again.

*this time last year at home, when I was about to take off to Scotland and France