Just a perfectly lovely day. I spent some time in a lawn chair with the sun peering through this tree. My head tilted back, aviators on and my eyes closed. Everyone thought I was sleeping. I could have been. I’m tired enough. But I was just enjoying the barest of breezes and that tinkling dance of the sun through the thinning shade.
A perfectly lovely day.
Two private school kids, separated by 800 miles, telling the same private school jokes to one another. We public schoolers can only pretend to know:
Penguin mascots make little sense anywhere, but certainly not in October in Alabama.
Spent the afternoon with friends. Football was played this evening and we watched it. Late into the night we enjoyed the company of friends and made it home in time for pizza at around 11 p.m. and more football.
No wonder I’m still tired. Tired, but pleased.
A perfectly lovely day.
