After work, after what felt like a week that wouldn't end, I stumbled upon someone's garden and realized it's sunflower season.
It was a weekend for dinners outside, bottles of favorite white and red wines, lime sorbet in a never-used ice cream maker from three years back, long-distance calls to friends on the opposite coast, for reading books in the sunshine, and piles and piles of laundry.
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