We've just returned from a weekend away, our first this year. We packed bags and drove north to Ithaca after he finished work Friday afternoon, arriving during golden hour. We filled our time with hikes and drinks and old favorite meals. We found time to rest -- a Saturday afternoon nap for him, time to read for me, long walks through town.
We walked for coffee in the morning rain and he told me, this is how I remember it.
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