The weekend, briefly

I was productive this weekend, determined to cram work, play or sleep into every possible moment. We tried to set a personal record and go see another movie (twice in two weeks after our one year accidental hiatus) but apparently everyone else had the same idea and it was sold out. We made up for it with some early afternoon two for one margaritas.

{morning tea}

{weekend mess}

{saturday afternoon margarita}

{circe, contemplative}

{last of the rose hips}

{exploring}

No one has stepped forward to claim the little pup (possibly because he has revealed himself to have more energy than a 5 year old on a sugar high and a voracious appetite for gnawing on books and furniture indiscriminately) so for now he remains under Circe's wing. She has yet to house train him, but she has taught him how to sit when asking for treats and how to get as dirty as possible while rummaging in the bushes (critical terrier skills).