About 11:30 this morning, I set out on the road.  My downstairs neighbor asked me if I was going for a hike.  I was dressed for it, after all.  I said, “No, just getting coffee.”

He looked puzzled.  “OK,” he said, “would you check my mailbox and bring me back whatever’s there?” 

“Sure,” I said, “but it may be a while.”

It is now shortly before six, and I’ve just come back from a fourteen-mile hike to get a cup of coffee.  Man are my legs tired.  But I’m pretty darn happy.  I feel good!

Happy Solstice, everyone.