Summer is here. For most of us, anyway. Sérgio (and perhaps others) are entering winter. Such as it is.
"Phase One" has begun in my neck of the woods. The people who think they're smarter believe we can now begin coming out of our hidey-holes. Oh, we're now required to wear masks indoors in public places, because, well because.
But I got to see my grandkids yesterday. My grandson turned one year old Friday, and we had a party for him. His parents got him a "smash cake," something I'd never heard of before: a small, one-person cake (decorated with a large #1 candle - unlit) that he could just mash and mush with his hands and fingers. What a mess! They also hung a bed sheet filled with 35 balloons from a railing above the living room, and when he was seated in his high chair mushing his cake, let them drop. All the bouncy colors were a sight to behold!
It was good to see my family. I'm not a real people person, but those I love are near and dear to me, and yesterday was a real pleasure after two months!
Today is supposed to be a bit cooler, but sunny and pleasant. I will probably ride my bike a bit, and spend some -- heck, a lot -- of time getting to know my new guitars!