Italian Fest

Summer is the time when one sheds one's tensions with one's clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all's right with the world. ~Ada Louise Huxtable

Had a great weekend that lasted a little longer than usual. Started the weekend out at the Italian Fest to celebrate Shannon's birthday. Weather was beautiful and the slight breeze made the wine experience that more inviting. This is definitely becoming an annual event, going both nights during the fest. After a delightful meatball sandwich to entice my palette it was off with the gang for a bit of dancing. Fun had by all, pics to come.