Yesterday was perfection. Absolute perfection. It was the kind of day that lasted forever, each small moment seeming like an hour. It was a day for waking up to snow. It was a day for eggs Benedict with green chili and fried potatoes. It was a day for acting on things I've been talking about doing, like new windshield wipers for my car, buying wood for a massive chalkboard project, and cooking from the latest Kinfolk magazine. (Blackberry buns with warm vanilla sauce = foodgasm.) It was a day for Louis Armstrong and organizing. It was a day for red wine and a really heart-wrenching, comical movie. It was a perfect day for homemade mac&cheese and good conversation. Yesterday was the kind of day I couldn't bare to see end. It was perfection. Here are a few images from my Sunday:
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