Take Nothing Serious

With the heat, comes the hunger.

Last night, as the moon was wandering across my window, I had to force myself to ignore those summer urges to drive up to the lake.

I keep calculating how long it will take for the water to heat enough for swimming. The beach is already hot enough for Pacificos. For laziness.

In weather like this, it's impossible to not be light. To laugh often. To flirt a little.... to just BE.

Now it's time for Sangria and the music of frogs........

G.