Weekends are:

Torrents of rain, followed by a perfect sky.
Followed by sprouts of amusing men (wait for it... you'll laugh later).


Bouts of home decorating.


Followed by a delicious dinner.


And finished by savoring one's accomplishments.


It was a good weekend.

Weekends don't count unless you spend them doing something completely pointless. - Bill Watterson

*all photos by me