So far, so good. Crisp, cloudless, gorgeous. If we could have it just like this for the next three months, I would not mind.
And to celebrate, we’re off to a Renaissance fair. Or something. Hey, I don’t know, I just go where I am told. See you later.
In the meantime, contemplate and discuss: Why do they call them Renaissance fairs when most of the time they seem focused on medieval times? There should be some honesty in labeling, I think.