Midnight fireworks along the bay of banderas. The sparks growing smaller and darker the farther along the grandiose cove. Feet in the warm water with waves pushing against knee caps and the dark water encompassing much. So much. Dolphins below and bats above squealing softly over our heads.
I spent it with coffee, dogs on lap and feet, angling the computer screen so the sunshine would not interfere with the images, treating myself to new music by St. Vincent, and thinking of the woods I will enter. Now.