halcyon day

Sometimes, just sometimes... the wind dances and skips across the water perfectly. And the sun shines, but doesn't burn. And the air is crisp enough not to sweat, but warm anough not to shiver. Sometimes nothing breaks, or leaks, or chafes, or smokes. The toddler naps. The big boy helps. The crab pots are visible and rare, the racers have already taken off and are out of the way down the Bay. The sandwiches are already made and in the fridge, which is maintaining temperature from the solar panels. The cell phone is quiet. The calendar is free of deadlines. Sometimes we just go and go effortlessly and all is right in the world.