Some days are magical.
A couple of weeks ago, we spent a leisurely Saturday morning at our town's Botanic Gardens. We couldn't have picked a better day to visit. The weather was nice, the gardens weren't crowded, and the just-blooming cherry trees and daffodils were tranquil and beautiful. It was the best non-planned thing we've done in a long time.
We strolled, we checked out the different gardens, most of which were not yet in bloom, and we strolled some more. It was nice. It gave us the opportunity to slow down for a little while and also the chance to work off the yummy pancake breakfast we had just consumed at a local cafe.
Someone was still hungry, though, so we stopped for a quick picnic in the park. About the time Hadley got hungry, we happened to stumble upon the only garden really in bloom: Daffodil Hill (sounds like a country music hit). There were literally hundreds of daffodils and quite by accident, we realized that they made an amazing backdrop for pictures. Luckily, we had the camera with us and we snapped a few pictures. I was so happy to capture an impromptu family moment on film. Or digital card. Or, you know.
These are the types of days I want to have more of... and the type that I hope Hadley remembers.