Is there anything better than going to bed with the windows wide open, lying in a dark room, listening to the birds chirping outside?
Summer arrived a few weeks early this weekend.
Count me in.
I tried to spend as much time outside as I could this weekend, stealing every second I was not performing my daily ritual - staring for hours at my laptop.
I bookend summer days. I like to start the day with the newspaper and a steaming mug of coffee on the deck, and end it lying in bed listening to the birds outside.
In between, you can catch me at several spots I have staked out in the yard with my trust portable radio, listening to the Phillies, delighting to the antics of Larry Anderson and Scott Franzke.
One thing I unfortunately did not account for. The antibiotic I am taking makes me especially susceptible to the sun. So today I am sporting sunburned knees and arms.
Yes, I said sunburned knees.
Who knew?
The truth is I'm not supposed to be in the sun.
I cheat. And I don't care.
This weekend, for the first time, it actually felt like summer.
Bring it on.
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