last day of May
Sometimes it’s a jarring shake-up to find oneself at the very end of the month of May, our secret month of fresh new possibilities. Whoa! How could it be?
But the cool water beckons (local rivers are clear and without scum or nettles/jellyfish right now) and the local pools are open.
What did you do, kind reader, on the very last day of May, 2015? I hope it included lounging, scoffing off, lingering, swimming, ice cream or something else really fun. Like a nap on a hammock by the water. Or reading the New York Times Sunday paper on a porch with a fan.
Confession: I loafed.
Cheers to June! Come on in!