Sunday, July 28, 2013
The white house with the pretty pink flowers.
This weekend was one gigantic blur. I remember Friday I was chompin at the bit to get out of work and now here I am Sunday night gathering my Monday morning work thoughts.
Oh, Monday. How do you creep up on me so swiftly?
Aside from the blur of the weekend -- I'm excited to show you a place I encountered over my short trip out of town. This is John's Java House:
I just love outside seating.
And suddenly bravery swept over me and I just had to go inside and ask if they didn't mind me taking pictures of their sweet, little coffee shop. And you know what? John himself didn't even mind :)
This very table is what made the whole experience worth it.
I didn't actually have time to buy anything -- which made me kind of sad -- but next time I visit Copperas Cove, that's where you'll find me.
In the midst of a crazy weekend, even better than finding an adorable coffee shop -- I saw the best thing ever.
-- a pretty white house with pink flowers right next to it. Don't worry, I didn't just pull into a strangers yard and snap a picture of their house -- this is the Driskill house. I fell in love with all of that pink next to the white. It just made my heart slightly happier than usual.
I hope this weekend was 'white house/pink flowers' happy for you