“Is it January, or the middle of summer?”
This is what Joe said to me when we took a quick trip to the grocery store and it was 70 degrees outside. And sunny. East coasters, don’t hate me. Although, from what I understand, it seems like everyone is experiencing a fairly mild winter so far.
We kicked off the weekend with a homemade pizza on Friday night. Delicious. Saturday, we woke up to clear skies and gorgeous weather, and decided to take a long walk to brunch (almost 4.5 miles round trip!). We took the scenic route, walking through Presidio Heights, one of SF’s toniest neighborhoods, and daydreamed about which house we’d pick out if we had the cash. After such an ambitious morning, we spent the rest of the afternoon at home, then enjoyed cocktails and dinner with my uncle in the evening.
Sunday was another gorgeous day, and I spent the morning enjoying lots of tea and a book sent to me by my friend Susannah, my fellow Jane Austen and regency era-loving partner in crime. It was a quick, light read; the perfect thing for a weekend. The late afternoon light was so gorgeous, I couldn’t help but snap a picture of the small purple orchid that I’ve managed to keep alive in my home office.
What did your weekend look like?