High of 75. Yes.

The to-do list is short but heavy.

Bird chatter. The air has weight. It will rain today.

The way the light is falling into the room. I do love moody weather.

It takes no convincing. The youngest will come with us. I just need to get out.

Sunlight peeks through buttonholes in the clouds casting shadows on the hills and mountains.

I am almost certain we’ve been eating the avocado tacos and not the fish tacos and that is okay. To have a taco with so much texture that you don’t realize that you’re eating a fried vegetable and not a fried fish is admirable.

I think we could belong here.

We can belong anywhere, though. Can’t we?

I talk to her until the bathwater gets too cold. She reminds me that freedom is also about uninhibited self-expression. True and honest expression.

See the beauty. Seek the truth. Take care. Stay curious.