And the living is easy...

Lately, I have been walking the dog up at the community club by our house. He runs free while I walk around a few times. I usually wear pant and shoes that get really muddy, as I take particular delight in walking through mud puddles rather than around. Today I decided to wear sandals instead.

There is something about muddy feet that make me very happy. I'm not really vain, but I usually make sure I look presentable and put-together. At the field, my lack of make-up, my muddy pants, my old t-shirt, my dirty hair in a hat and ponytail, well, it's very liberating. The sun, the fresh air, the fact that my dog is finally old enough to keep track of me rather than the other way around. It's all lovely.

What is my point? I was thinking today, what would make the summer perfect? Trips to Gooseberry, hiking with friends, camping? What makes the summer perfect?