Friday and Saturday found themselves hitting 70 degrees Fahrenheit, which is a major improvement from the polar vortex which we’ve become used to this winter in Maine. My recent posts have all been about how the weather is changing to a seasonally appropriate temperature, which can seem quite mundane. However, it is all more than exciting to me; the free feeling of your body when you put on shorts and tank top, the glory of sitting and soaking up the sun with a book in your hand, and the splendid pleasure of leaving the door open during the day and a window cracked overnight, it’s all quite exhilarating throughout the first few weeks of the heat. It reminds you that the outside world is not a place to be feared, a place to be braced against, but a place to love, a place to immerse oneself, grateful for its sublimity.
The rest of the weekend was spent outside as well — chasing Graydon and Eevie around parks, playgrounds, and beaches; as well as tossing the frisbee and haunting old stomping grounds with Asa.
Overall, a great weekend. Now, tonight we look forward to the final season premiere of Mad Men!