A perfect summer day

It really was.  I'm almost afraid to write about it lest I not do it justice, but I want to try hard to remember it for as long as possible.  Breakfast down the street, a visit to the wading pool, a delicious lunch at home, an equally delicious nap, and some family Olympics time.  Doesn't sound like much, does it? And yet it was.  In the evening, after a dinner of homemade pesto and sweet corn, with fresh fruit for dessert, we fell into bed suntanned and happy.