A friend and I wanted to have a movie marathon.
But not a traditional movie marathon.
No Harry Potter, or Lord of the Rings, or Star Wars, or whatever other movie series' there are.
We planned to watch movies that had the same actress in each movie.
We decided on Audrey Hepburn.
When the night actually came, our 'marathon' was only two movies long. We watched Breakfast at Tiffany's and My Fair Lady.
Between movies we took a picnic break.
We closed the sliding door behind us a few minutes before midnight.
We walked barefoot through the wet, wet, wet grass and laid the white sheets in the middle of the yard.
We ate pre-sliced peaches and blueberries under the stars.
The air was chilly, I was glad for my sweatpants.
I wished for a hoodie.
We tried to find constellations, but the Star-Finder was lost, and neither of us know our stars very well.
We talked about traveling to Europe.
The mosquitoes decided to have a picnic, too.
We picked up the blankets and went back outside, ending our picnic, and the mosquito's picnic, too.