Furlough day today. After yoga and a great real estate advisement lunch with Sid I rolled home excited to sun on the beach and swim, the weather so hot yesterday.? Turns out the warm had pulled the fog in so I met my girls instead at Pirate Ship (Twin Lakes) Park. A touch of sand and sheltered so better than the beach. We played on the slides and swings. We hung out with the official greeter park cat. We ran around the tennis courts giggling chasing tennis balls.

The Bean took one of the tennis balls and stood under the basket ball hoop craning her neck back to consider the hoop then looking back at us. I love it that that girl dreams big. I hope I can always help her reach those dreams as easily as I did today, lifting her up ever so close to the net.? When they left the cat and I stayed and sunned for hours; she napping, me reading Barbara Kingsolver’s Flight Behavior until the sun was too low in the sky to warm the skin.? Reluctantly I pulled myself up from my sarong on the lawn, donned my jean shorts and hat again, and rolled the block home. Happy. Warm. Rested. Smiling – the weekend still ahead – when I got home I pulled on a skirt and headed out into the heart of Friday night.