The heat finally broke, giving way to the loveliest weekend we've seen this summer. My sweet husband planned an almost-surprise party for me, the coda to extended thirtieth birthday celebrations. He invited dear friends and served all my favorite things -- rosé, campari, lime seltzer, apple pie, chips with caramelized onion dip. There were balloons and a yacht rock playlist and the most thoughtful gifts. I lost track of time (and my camera) and realized, as the last of our friends departed and the sun dipped beneath the trees that I hadn't taken a single photograph during the party. We sat outside with our last drinks and I snapped just one, of him.
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