My wife, my friends, my coworkers… just about everyone who knows me thinks its strange that I don’t like sunny days. Frankly, I think everyone else is a little strange for not yearning for a little more variety. At the same time, I must consider the odds. Either everyone I know is strange, or it’s me.

It don’t look too good friends.

I must admit that today was a nice day, and it was because of the sunshine. Cheryl and I brought the kids over to Chesnut park, and the swamp never looked so good.

By the way, I have no idea what kind of bird that was.

And no trip to Chesnut Park is complete without a walk out to the lookout tower.

Although Cheryl got a bit overheated, the kids didn’t want to leave and I always take that as a good sign. It was one of those days when the sun is shining and every color seems to jump out at you.

Ah, what a day.