The pool is still rather cold, hovering at 74F, but it’s obviously summer. I never want to leave it.
I did myself a solid and have in fact taken the day completely off to swim, and weave vines, and clean house, open all of my mail, and go grocery shopping. That doesn’t sound like a total day off, but it’s the best I can do. I’m beading a new piece for the book, too, but that’s what I call fun.
I’ll slot in an afternoon nap, though, so it feels like a real Saturday.
Just look at that pretty sky.