Walking home from work today, I took the lake path. Someone had dragged the yellow, orange, and green tables and chairs from the terrace out the end of the pier, and college girls were out there basking in the sun:
Getting much closer to where I live, I saw two little girls making their way home. They are, doubtlessly, in the elementary school's strings program:
I love that tiny cello on wheels!
Yes, tell me it will be cold here in the winter. I can see the leaves already turning on that tree.