Sunday, August 4, 2013

A Lovely Day (Even for Teddy Bears)

The warm breeze is ribboned with cold threads that, far from causing discomfort, only heighten the sweetness. We lay on the "navajo" blanket (purchased somewhere in Texas, years ago; hecho, says the label, somewhere en Mexico) in the dappled shade of a tree on the lawn in Prospect Park, staring at the bluest sky, watching the clouds above dissolve and reform and dissolve again, for hours.

I point out one cloud that "looks like a tiger, but it's changing into a coyote."

"That one used to look like a teddy bear," Katie says of another, "but now it looks like a decapitated teddy bear."

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