Summertime and the livin’s easy. The days are long; the sun is bright. Milo the fish has adapted wonderfully and swims enthusiastically about all day long. The plants on top of his tank grow literal inches longer each day. I often have fresh flowers. It is high season for the best of fruit. In many ways, it is the best of times.
Today I was riding the bus home from yoga, and a dog got on about two stops after I did. This dog was unaccompanied; he had a bus pass clipped on to his collar and looked around at seats for a bit before settling into the row in front of me. He remained there for a few stops and then moved further back into the bus until he got off at the library. It was the best thing I had ever seen on public transportation, and, I learned a few hours later, he’s a bit of a celebrity*.
I took an impulsive trip to Portland for the weekend with a friend, and we hiked, saw Powell’s, which was basically my heaven, had dinner at a haunted pizzeria in Chinatown and visited the street that Ramona Quimby, heroine of children’s literature, grew up on. It was a totally delightful weekend and a welcome break. Being impulsive is fun 🙂
We’ve been buying more food and cooking at home. My grandmother sent me a wonderful cookbook for our anniversary, and I try new things at random. I got a delectable peach from the market today, and I always have a bottle of rosé in the fridge. We also have finally been able to use the SodaStream that we received as a wedding gift, and sparkling water on-demand is the best thing.
It’s very easy to look at life and see only the negatives. The things that are falling short easily overwhelm the things that are going right, but tonight, I pause and celebrate what is good.