Perfect Hair Day

The air is crisp and light and the clouds are high. It’s a perfect hair day and it’s a perfect going to the park day. You can wear jeans so that your rump makes it down the slide without that sticky eeek eeek eek your legs make on a humid day, but it’s is still warm enough to need short sleeves. It’s a day to run full blast until cool sweat breaks on your brow and your legs feel stretched and long and well used. It’s a day to reach down and draw long hop scotches that reach to 15 and have stars and odd jaunts to the left requiring three one legged hops in a row. It’s a day to invite imaginary friends to view ant hills on the sidewalk and share chocolate cookies on the porch. It’s the perfect balance of dry and cool and warm and sun.