I can hear the smiles in people's voices. The sun is shining.
It's a day for shorts and sandals; boyfriends with motorbikes; blitz trips to the grocery store for root beer, ice cream and hamburger buns; and an exhilarating drive up the canyon to join the friends who brought the charcoal and matches, meat, chips, potato salad and jello.
A day for taking little siblings to the park and lounging in the brightness with a book while their happy screams ring in the background.
I think the boyfriend with the motorbike would have to come too.