But alas, I cannot spend all day with my feet planted in the grass. I still have chores to do and goodness knows, they will take any chance they can get to run away from you. Back to reality.
In between the laundry loads and scrubbing dishes I am going to let my hands:
Frosting will not do. A June bride deserves sweet summer berry jam!
Fresh-from-the-oven-cookies spread with jam smell like sun warmed raspberry fields. They do!
See you soon, honey bunches!