MY DAY

Morning with Heather: peanut-butter toast, coffee, and — for me — a glass of OJ.

Then a long, good stretch at the studio desk — heads-down building γbrain.

Park it at the garage, stay in the driver's seat, let the pit crew handle the oil.

Evening at Heather's: GF pizza at the high bench, the whole garden glowing through the windows.

A few slices set aside for Leo, then out on the water — Cal, Leo, Heather and me, sailing till the sun drops.

Home again, blankets and lamplight, the four of us winding the day down with a show.