summer sun

The weather was just ridiculously wonderful while I was in Nashville.


I was running out the door to go someplace, but had to stop and just stand with my eyes closed on the front walk for a while.


There is something distinctive and visceral about the smell of my parents' yard in the summer. I recognized and tried fervently to hold on to that moment.

Of course, it's sunny in SF now too. The kind of sunny we call "Brrrr!"