Thursday, August 16th, 2018
Tonight felt like the ideal summer night.
Comfortable enough to sit out on the front porch and watch Paul rope. Not too hot (or humid), not too cool. And miraculously enough, no bugs. Not until after the sun set when a handful of mosquitos arrived.
The sun was even diffused behind a thin layer of clouds/haze/smoke, so I could look into the sun to watch Paul rope without burning my retinas.
Paul hasn’t spent an evening at home in over a week, maybe pushing two, so this relaxing, near perfect evening was exactly what we needed.