I’m on vacation this week. BF couldn’t take the time, so I’m seeing what I can do around town. (Yesterday involved laundry and errands.) Today, I headed out as early as I could to Mackworth Island. Turns out, I was the last car in the lot, so my timing was fortuitous.
It’s a lovely day out. There’s much less humidity then we’ve been subjected to for most of the rest of the month, and there was a lovely breeze though it was actually from the land side, rather than the water side, which is not how that normally works out there. It was definitely a great way to start the morning.
I’ve now moved on to my only true ambition for the week: to read at least two books. Tomorrow’s supposed to be quite humid and generally uncomfortable, so I figured as long as there’s a fan nearby, I should be able to get some good work done on reading.