10 June 2010

Sunshine, sunshine it's fine. I feel it in my skin, warming up my mind.


Sunday B.J. had plans that required physical exertion, something that is not compatible with my summer goals. I surrendered for awhile and cleaned the bathroom, did laundry, and vacuumed. Enough of that. I took Zoe to my parent’s where she did more (hesitant) frolloping through the backyard sprinklers before her eye was battered with a flyaway eyelash and runny sunscreen. Poor Zoebot.

My mom joined her for moral support. And my dad, true to his blessed form, found a hitch to fix before he could go on with life. We ate from large platters of Mexican food at a quiet cantina down the street then Zoe passed out in her nana's arms. I took advantage of her nap time to sneak away across 13th East where this adorable stuff was taking place on the front lawn:

The boys had been reviving the boat after it's wintery hibernation.  Zoe woke up so I relinquished my parents of her and brought her back with me. There was a BBQ and general lollygagging.
Then the sky turned and painted everything with this lucid maize glow.
A rainbow popped up.  Clearly a "Happy Gay Pride Weekend" wish from the heavens.
Then the sun bowed out and, just as we were leaving, the heavy churning sky above emptied its fat, voracious rain drops.  We convened under the awning and watched cozied with delight, among friends, our first summer storm.

1 comments:

themrrogers said...

That was such an awesome night! Thank you for capturing some of it with your camera!

I think that it was one of the most beautiful summer evenings I can remember!

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