Weekends are meant for sitting close together, moving slowly, being in and enjoying moments, and of course spontaneous adventure. Waking up slowly with a mug or two of hot cinnamon coffee, sipping with my love, flipping pancakes for the kids and opening a fresh mason jar of maple syrup from friends are simple things that make it special. The blue sky this morning, so blue. Leaves beginning to turn red and orange; I think I see some yellow too. “Let’s go apple picking!” I say.