Some days are made for loafing: days of weather just on the edge of perfection--an azure sky, bright sun, and a breeze that hints of cool nights. Days with no plans other than to let the moments unfurl. Days when lace curtains billow around open windows, when lilacs burst into bloom, and when a quasi-nap in the sun allows rest if not sleep. Days when brothers call to chat *twice* because they're bored. Days for talking with Mom while wrangling bagel dough, and Grandpa when sitting on the deck. Days for eating a farmers' market lunch al fresco, buying flowers to plant on the porch, and planning wine nights. Days for sleepy satisfaction.
Days like today.