Life is at hand.

Things are occurring.

For once.

And time is apparent.

Right here,

outside.

The neighborhood was full of smiles this weekend. Old friends met new ones, smiles were met with more. There were scores of hula hoopers dancing to bluegrass in Camel's Back. The music made everybody dance. And whoever was there, got to be a part of it.

Some days it is impossible not to be grateful.