YOU PULL BACK THE CURTAINS AND THE SUN BURNS INTO YOUR EYES

I’m not sure there could have been a more perfect summer day than this one. Summer Sights: A monarch butterfly that landed on my footrest and breathed in and out with his wings. As soon as the thought “I should fetch the camera” crossed my mind, he lifted and floated away. The grass-marinated slickery limbs of my children as they slipped and slid in and out of the pool The nodding, sun-saluting red red RED heads of the bee balm flowers and a crouching, mud-brown toad blending into the woodchips The sinuous wavy curves of water from the hose sprayed...