Every once in awhile, either by default or design, I (Julie) try to have back to back unscheduled, unplanned days. It seems crazy to even say it, but with all there is to do, both of necessity and of desire, days seem to just get scheduled and planned. A three day weekend is as good of a time as any to say, "nope. got nothin'. nothin' goin' on."--and just see where that takes us. Often, it takes the wee ones to the loft for dress up and tea parties or to the front yard garden for rock digging and water redistribution. (It takes Mike to his studio, without exception!) Which means, it can take me to the laundry, the vacuuming and the dust bunny herding--to be interrupted only for snacks, books, the occasional bandaid application and the time it takes to get Jez down for a nap. This weekend, more specifically, it took us here:

Summit! Can't get much higher than this!