Sometimes you have days that are literally like the ones you dream about. The “perfect” days.
This was one of those, at least for us.
We day dream about getting out in the old Jeep, or the old Ford, putting the windows down, and riding. No traffic. No other people. Just perfect weather, a warm breeze, and nature putting on a show just for us.
I could try to make a bigger message out of this post, but I’ll keep it simple today - recognize the gifts given to you when you get them.
I’m getting old enough to know that there aren’t nearly enough of these days to miss them. There aren’t nearly enough chances to go out with the people you love and enjoy the company and be in the world, and be in the moment.
Love y’all and have a great weekend.