Today is one of those perfectly fine days. The sky is clear blue, the air crisp, the wind breezy and light. I can hear a lawn mower in the distance, which is a fine background for the melody of my boys chattering away with each other. Occasionally Colin breaks out into a whistling sonata, or Spencer takes a solo of America the Beautiful. As for me, I have just finished a splendid book and have ordered another from the library. Colin and I practiced setting up the tent for next week's camping trip. I think I'll go lie about with a big orange cat and the Sunday newspaper.