Some Kind Of

I have no pictures from yesterday. It was that generic kind of wonderful whenever you mix summer with water, sunshine, and greenery. Although the day started much differently. It started when I loitered outside the local liquor store ( where the sidewalk smelled like piss) waiting for doors to open. The owners were 15 minutes late. I was not. Neither were the 7 strangers with me. It says something about a neighborhood's make up when people line up to the liquor (also convenience) store. And I was contributing to the problem. Though I'm sure we all had very legitimate reasons for insisting on buying booze so early in the morning. Mine was that I needed milk and amaretto right away for the cherry cake I was bringing to the water. To be enjoyed with crabs, sun, demonstrating my lack of hand-eye coordination to everyone I work with, kayaking, and lounging with 'friends.'