It is turning from one season to the next, from spring to summer. It is getting hotter.
Last year, Miles and I would talk about the seasons and his summers. Last summer was his last summer in high school. This summer would be his last at home before college. We would certainly go to the lake and to some local swimming holes. We would maybe visit the city. Miles would skate a lot. I went to the skate park for the first time in a long time. It was packed. There were more than a dozen kids there, including Miles’s friend Pepper. Miles would have skated six hours today because it was beautiful and warm and he would have come home super tired and scraped and bruised. If he was still here.