Yesterday was one of the first totally gorgeous days of the year around here. It was warm in the sun, clear, and breezy. While a really great dog ran back and forth, taking breaks from carrying her tennis ball to lick my face, I lay in the outfield of an empty baseball park staring into the sky. I realized how long it had been since I had lain on the ground. I love the difference in perspective when my head is right on the grass, and everything looks monumental and far-away. The exigencies of the world seem, um . . . less exigent. It is a very "grounding" experience. Ha!
