No gnats or mosquitoes. Blue skies. Temps’ in the 70’s.
To add to this lovely day, there’s a kid’s regatta out on the sound. Lots of little ones with their teeny-tiny sail boats. The competition will be fierce.
And, there’s more! Bags of food sit at the end of nearly every driveway. No, it’s not a blight on the landscape. It’s the recognition that we, here, are so terribly fortunate. Fortunate to live here and fortunate to be able to help those in need. All those bags of food are being picked up later today and delivered to the food bank here on the Island.
And if that weren’t enough, the truck picking up all that good food will be driven by our son, Chip. He, and several members of his real estate firm, do this yearly. They pile in the company truck, gather up all the bags, and help stock the food bank. And they do all of this with smiles. They, too, know how lucky they are and they take great pleasure in being able to help those less so.
It is, indeed, a lovely day in the neighborhood.