happy unofficial summertime

A happy cat munching on grass; happy people noshing on good food & congregating at a vintage one-room schoolhouse; the aforementioned schoolhouse having been moved by a team of horses from one side of a field to another in the early 1900s, now nestled next to a stream & home to a dear friend; happy children playing in a pond in the schoolhouse's shadow; happy hour with chickens & their human compatriots at our friends' well-appointed home & gardens, right here in our little town. Vinho verde & sardines. A good weekend, indeed.