This weekend meant lots of BBQ
lots of front-porch-sittin’
lots of tree-climbin’
lots of midnight dance parties in the barn
lots of cowboy boots
& lots of friendship.
Schoolwork might get me down every week day. I might have too much to do or get stressed about deadlines and details, but Friday, Saturday and Sunday and hours spent with these people always seem to make up for every single thing.
Is it possible to fall in love with the weekend?
(Because this lion most certainly is.)
Also, I find this song highly appropriate for this post. Had to!