So, I got my day off.
And even though there was a stiffish headwind all the way there …
It was one of those juicy June days that just about remembers it is supposed to be summer.
And, AND, when I had delivered the books I’d set out to bring and turned for home, the wind had picked up and it stayed at my back and it blew me home the whole way.
And that never happens.
But when it does, it’s glorious.