A long weekend is a magical thing. Time stretches and unfolds, handing over its hidden hours.  Even one extra day seems to double a weekend’s living space and slow its pace by half. Around here, without the work and school week looming, we luxuriate in Saturday. And Sunday? Well Sunday is completely transformed. No rush. No need. 

In Austin, this particular long weekend is summer’s soft opening. The thermostat is pushing 100 degrees and the kids have only two more days of school. So we happily use these magic extra minutes to practice our summer pace.   Slow, shady, surrounded by books and art supplies, a body of water nearby, a campsite calling, movies at the ready, board games on the table, and popsicles in the freezer (we have some popsicle inspiration coming soon on our blog!). 

Ok, yes. We still have work to do. That never goes away. But by the magic of a long weekend, work sits safely in the future, at least for now.