wasn’t such a bad day after all. We got rains after a heat wave and a rollercoaster of dark skies and light and rainbows (we only saw a small one, but Griffin sent me a picture of a giant ark that seemed to embrace all of the city). I heard and then saw a northern mockingbird and then got soaked, looking at my youngest child running on the empty bmx trail with other little, fearless and careless kids. It is hard to reconcile this reality with what I hear and read and fret about.