The good life.

Saturday we lived the good life. Not in a flashy, opulent sort of way. But in an everyday luxuries kind of way. We woke up and went to our favorite coffee shop for lattes. We drove to the farmers market and attended a natural running clinic. For lunch we ate oysters and drank Belgian beer at my favorite seafood restaurant. We jumped into the first swim of summer. We gobbled giant pieces of fresh-from-the-griddle flat bread at an amazing Middle Easters restaurant. We chitchatted with friends until the late hours of the night. We lived the good life, reminding ourselves all the way that we are very lucky people. Very lucky indeed.