Today seems bound and determined to make up for two days of cold rain. It’s exactly perfect. Breezy. Sunny, with white puffy clouds and a blue, blue sky. It seems impossible that it could ever be humid or cold, or that there are such things as biting insects in the world. The air is so refreshing it feels like a cool drink. I want to put this day between the pages of a book and press it flat, for posterity.