Yesterday evening was one I've been hoping for all summer. The weather was warm enough to sit in the garden in shorts and feel comfortable. No running inside for a cardigan because there was a chill breeze. We had music playing while we ate dinner. After eating Dear Heart and I sat and shared a bottle of wine and talked until it too dark and late to stay outside any longer.
I'm sure summers in the past had many nights like this. Ones were you walked home from a pub or club or friend's house and didn't care about the time because it was delightful, warm night and it seemed like morning would ever come.
But then it's easy to reflect on past happiness. The real trick is recognising that you are happy at the time and enjoying the moment.
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