Not “one of those days” in the negative sense. But one of those positively delightful days. One of those days where joy and contentment permeate every cell in the body. One of those days that catch you completely off guard and surprise you with the wonderfulness that life can hold.
When I found out that I didn’t have to report on Monday for jury duty, Rich and I decided to conquer another section of the Genesee River Trail. We were to the portion that we’ve been most excited about exploring, Turning Point Park. In a summer that has been ridiculously hot, we lucked out with the most gloriously perfect weather, with highs in the low 70s. And the breeze along the river made it seem all the more heavenly.
Gray decided to go with us, and was most excellent company. (Side note: I am so enormously grateful for modern medicine. The thyroid medicine that the pediatric endocrinologist prescribed for him, well, the word that pops to mind is miracle.)
A lot of the photos I took are of rather poor quality. I’d say that I don’t care, but of course, I wish they’d come out better. But in the end, what I care most about is the memories I captured, not the fact that I’m not a great photographer.