After at least twenty five years of going to the same stylist I asked someone new to cut my hair. I know the loss of my monthly haircut isn't much for a MAGA business but it is something and a whole lot of somethings will add up. It turned out my new stylist and I had gone to school together but hadn't met as kids. What a trip down memory lane! She knows the whereabouts of everyone I'd forgotten in the last fifty years. Small town stuff. I have shorter hair and a new friend. It was a lovely visit and I came home feeling so much lighter. I was just in time to watch the late afternoon sky with Summer. The clouds drifting by like giant feathers. Our day started a little iffy but is closing out on a high note.