It's warm-ish, but windy windy. I walked down to the Amish market for an Italian combo on a hero (on Andy and Shiloh's suggestion), and was almost killed when the wind blew me into the path of a fire truck (or was it a steamroller?).
Here's what I love today, on this not so sunny day...
I have these feelings about things, I swear I can tell which pictures were taken in winter and which were taken in summer, based upon the quality of the sunshine.
It's like how I just know which letters are male, and which are female. It's knowledge I was born with.This picture is my favorite, because looks like it's taken at my favorite time of day, about 5:00 pm, just before the witching hour of twilight, when the sun slants in sideways through the windows. Perfect.If I could be anywhere today, it would be home in California, and I would be standing in my freshly vacuumed room, feeling summer air and listening to downstairs din and the call of the exotic bird who lives across the street.