River cheer

Tonight in a fit of exhaustion-induced boredom, I took myself to the river. I find sometimes that the cure for such a silly state of poor-me-nothing-in-the-world-sounds-fun is to just make myself get up and go. And besides, shame on me if I would have chosen to stay inside on an evening like this, staring at the wall cross-eyed or something.

The sun was shining.
The birds were singing.
The breeze was blowing.
Altogether lovely.