Lastnight I was over at the park near my house, as I am almost every night, and it occured to me that it was my heaven. So let me paint the picture for you seeing as how I did not follow my own advice about having my camera with me at all times. In my heaven it would be sunset all day. That perfect time in the evening when there’s still enough light to do whatever but not so much that you swerve off the rode when you turn your car west. It’s in the upper 70s maybe even low 80s but feels cooler than that because there is a slight breeze blowing. And heaven is a gargantuous park with soft green grass (with no chiggers!) to lay in possibly taking a nap, wide sidewalks, flowers/trees, and maybe even a pond. In heaven I wear my shorts and groddy work out shirt because it’s unbelievably comfortable, switch between flip flops and sneakers that I don’t lace up, and pile my hair in a high, loose ponytail on my head. And I never run out of Otter Pop Flavor Ice Popsicles or Jr. Mints. All the orange and blue Otter Pops have already been removed and discarded from the box because those flavors are barfy and taste like cold medication. And I eat as many of the others as I want at one time, I usually have 3-5 at one sitting. There’s a never ending supply of good books everywhere and my Ipod battery never needs to be charged. AAHHH, heaven!