I took this picture earlier this evening as I walked from where I parked my car to a restaurant to meet a friend. The neighborhoods in this city are all so distinctive; I love every opportunity to spend time in another. I had dinner with a friend from high school. It was so good to be at a table with her; what we talked about was irrelevant.
On the drive home, I noticed blossoms strewn all over the place. The wind was constant and soft.
Back at home, I walked through my quiet house and felt a little sad. I kissed everyone -- already asleep -- goodnight. It's good to get out, and it's good to come home.