Today there is sunshine and being drunk off of it. There is tomato soup with almond milk and a boatload of sweet greek basil. There is ginger tea iced down with club soda and there is also ice cream. There is picnicing in the yard, under the shade of our big tree, surrounded by sketchbooks and paper and pastels and Sharpies. At this moment, time is limitless and everything else is only at the edges.