At last!

Today is the kind of perfect late spring day that I run the risk of forgetting, because sunny days in Southeast Alaska are called mostly cloudy in other parts of the civilized world. It is clear and warm, probably what you might consider light-cardigan weather. The pool is filled for the kids to play in. There is a light breeze blowing, and there are tons of people wandering about with sparkly things, because we have another whole weekend of salmon derby ahead of us. It is a Friday, which means the only coffee I have to make tomorrow is my own. I am wearing my new favorite outfit - the Seattle skirt, which is a delightful shade of robin's egg blue with 3" long off-white silhouettes of carnations all over it, a tee shirt with ruffles at the neck the color of milk chocolate, and open-toe wedge heeled sandals in brown with cream colored buttons on them. I feel like an ice cream cone. Plus, I just got four new magazines in the mail, a veritable bonanza of media, and I enjoy nothing so much as lazing about in the sun look at clothes I will never afford. The only sour note is the blister I received from the gorgeous new sandal foolishly forcing my feet into them after standing for eight and a half hours. A small price to pay for feeling so chi-chi.



I hope wherever you are today necessitates a lovely pair of Jackie O sunglasses and vodka spiked lemonade. Nothing says summer like ice-cold booze.