(It also felt like it had two mondays, but hey, I'm a glass-half-full kinda gal.)
The Fourth of July was the perfect chance for us to take a break, reconnect and take the excuse to do nothing for one.whole.day. So we drank whiskey and lemonade, went outside for as long as we could handle (4.5 minutes), and made hot dogs on the stove. At night we went wandering for a glimpse of what was making those big booming noises, and got lost taking in the Southern summer - humidity, cicadas, and big skies.
Cheers to the weekend!