Here comes the sun

Little darling, It’s been a long cold lonely winter.
Little darling, It feels like years since it’s been here.

Today Joey drove all the way out to my side of town and swept me off to lunch at one of our favorite Conyers restaurants, the Whistle Post Tavern. We picked out a sunny table on the patio, I ordered my traditional grilled salmon sandwich with sweet tea, and just like that, summer began.

And I say, it’s all right.

After our leisurely lunch, we strolled around Old Town. For the first time in quite a while, my ritual mourning of Tattersalls was counterbalanced by my excitement over the neighborhood’s new offerings, such as an Irish pub and a chic coffee shop. We also stopped by the garden behind the Pavillion, and I concluded that if (against all odds) I end up getting married in the Conyers area in the summer, my wedding party photos will most certainly be shot by the garden’s lovely fish ponds and creeping vines.

Relaxing with a healthy dose of unpacking is the order of the week, with the promise of a weekend in the mountains lighting the way. It’s good to be home.

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes.

And, for your enjoyment (I love this comic, can you tell?):

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