A Perfect Weekend

As I sat next to Holly in bed this morning eating breakfast, she told me that this weekend had been a perfect weekend. Wow, a 'perfect' weekend. 'Perfect' is a strong word and yet I tend to agree. I couldn't help but feel that we had created something beautiful this weekend. It wasn't tangible but it was still real. It was a beautiful memory; a beautiful experience. Hopefully this will be only one among many more beautiful and perfect weekends which still lie ahead of us.


Click on the picture above to see more pictures from the weekend.