it was so unbelievably hot yesterday.
like we jumped from winter to summer in a day.

after having read in the backyard grass for a while after work, dad came home annoyed that the marina hadn't worked on his boat as planned. i finished reading but was not about to sit in the dark kitchen with my irritated father.

left the house, joint in hand, with rose-coloured glasses and headed for the woods. my stroll turned to a slow rhythmic step, following deer tracks and rows of ants in the path.
the songs were perfect.

after supper kaitlin and i drove to peggy's cove and sat talking on the rocks, laughing about how we were 'so' going to run out of gas on the way home. [we didn't].