Another hot walk this morning, this one on the hills of Mystic near the library. For some reason, I felt strong and sprightly, leading the way for most of the walk, stopping occasionally to mop the sweat off my face and chat with Cia. I loved the walk, as hot and sticky as it was, and look forward to another one soon. 

    Lunch with Harvey and Sarah at Red 36, a good, long discussion about the history of the Westerly Quaker Meeting and some honest laughs together with these friends we hope we can see more of. 

    Dinner as a picnic on the beach at Rocky Neck,  among children racing around and laughing, and swimmers far out in the distant waters, and families enjoying music and swimming and being with each other.