Today

I had the desire to go out for a walk or have a picnic in the grass with Henry, but with no other human being with me I would feel strange if I did. So I settled for what sunny patch the patio offered. I had my legs in the sun, my record player on a T.V. tray off to my right shoulder (a luxury incapable of executing what with no outlet in a grassy park), there was Daisy at my feet, and Henry a few feet away.

I watched the shade directly around me grow as the sun made its way toward the western sky.

I listened to Dr. Dog, of course. The best music for a sunny afternoon like this one.

Daisy & Henry