Not a follower of Nanshe, sure, but glad ta come by and see folk coming together. It's a good time of year, an' I feel clearer in myself. Part of it's the work, sure, but...

Everywhere, the smell of hay and sun.

Grinning a bit as I wander through the yard, hands in my pockets. Stop ta let a handful of kids run by shrieking and laughing, and wave as they do. Mood the way it is, guessing even tonight might be pretty quiet, an' right now it's just looking like a damn good day.