I’ve always loved having a summer birthday, despite the proximity to Christmas.
Through teens and twenties it meant beaches/rivers/lakes, camp trips, adventures, and low paced outdoor fun. Now as we grow older and the next generation of life-enjoyers waddle around our feet, summer has taken on a second wind, and hence the introduction of the first annual Plumapalooza fruit picking festival.
Thanks to everyone who sent birthday messages, came and picked plums, and made the weekend not feel so lonely! Love you all.