One of those evenings

In a summer when there has been significant whining (I admit: some of it mine) about the cold, and where there has been the open collection of weird statistics, like how many minutes this year the temperature has been above 80° (78, but who's counting), this evening is a wonderful, rare jewel.

The temperature is 78°, there is just enough breeze so that it is enormously pleasant outside.  Our slip-mate has taken off somewhere, leaving us with the added bit of privacy that my guitar playing should have, truth be told.

I wish that all of you out there could be experiencing this, right now, with me.

And now, instead of typing on the computer down here below, I am going back out there to enjoy it.

One of those evenings