Stay.

It was the most beautiful of days today. I sipped coffee in the early sunlight and counted blessings on this, my Sunday morning. I set out just before noon. My board feeling surprisingly solid under my feet. It's been too long. The quick ride down the hill. No foot dragging just loose hops over little cracks. Through the old train tunnel, so many memories. The leaves have made their late appearance. Cold spring that followed the mild snowless winter and now it finally feels like summer might stay. And I think I might stay also.