Signs of summer
We’re enjoying scads of sunshine, here, with even a break in the brutal humidity. Cool breezes course into the house via one set of windows and chase themselves out the other side.
We’ll have lasagna and salad for dinner, accompanied by a a lovely red wine. We went out and restocked our “wine cellar” (aka as the bottom shelf of the pantry) with a few bottles of their merlot. And now that our hammock’s assembled and installed in a corner of our back deck, I think I’ll read another couple of chapters from New Media, 1740-1915 out there after dinner.
Yes, it’s a pretty darned good day.
A hammock, a good book and a glass of wine. The definition of bliss.