Driving home from the store, the temperature in the mid 70’s, sunny (but not in my eyes), short sleeves are perfect. The windows and my hair are both down but I’m driving at a dignified 30 so they aren’t arguing. Listening to Boston’s More Than a Feeling and singing along, doing the percussion parts with my fingers on the steering wheel. In with the prosaic groceries are a skein of cotton and a crochet hook in a size I didn’t previously have. Heading home to a family that loves me. Looking forward to Vespers this evening.