May 28

Today? Best day I can remember.

Really, most of the day is kind of a blur, until about 5:30 when everything slows down and I can replay it in my memory in high-definition.

It was really nothing special - just a trip to the park.

But it was curious and sunshiny and giggly and leafy and perfect perfect perfect.

This is what joy looks like.

So. Much. Fun.

heart.

(feeling tree bark for the first time. It's a strange sensation, if you think about it.)

I wish every day was like this.

And? It's a three-day weekend.