#2,665 Sun and Breezes.

It feels like lately all I can talk about is how incredible the weather has been, but I truly believe I have some weird abnormal version of SAD, in which seasons (the really good ones like spring and fall) make happiness wash over me like endorphins every time I wake up and the temperature is below 80 degrees. Anywhere below. Even way below. I feel irrationally happy. Today was one of those days. I spent it entirely outside, on the porch sketching storyboards for a series of commercials for the Mercantile and taking a long walk with my mama.

After Big finished working on the porch, he just stayed there and fell asleep.

We couldn’t have asked for a more beautiful day. It felt like the air conditioner was on out there, and I know those days are numbered.