Breeze - 8/14/07 3:00 PM

It's calm at the Yard right now. As impossible as it sounds, everyone is relaxed and not working. Wendy is napping, J & K are relaxing together, the Bush Women are grocery shopping or resting, KC, Nicole & Lise are chilling on the office porch, the girls are postering Edgartown, and I am sitting on a counch under the tent, writing. It's cool and lightly breezy, like the day has no agenda. The sky is a light white blue, and the sun is dappling the trees, making them glow in the afternoon cocktail hour. The red and white checkered tablecloths wave in the gentle wind, and everything is photogenic, but too relaxd to be photographed. The mood is happy, bery different than the past few days. Everything was compressed yesterday, everyone on a tight mission. No one looked up, or stopped to notice the lanterns or the grass. Today, everyone has noticed. Everything has taken a moment to breathe: us, the buildings, the trees, the tent, this couch, this paper. I can notice the colors of things again. My watch is a bright bluish teal, and the sliver is shiny. The candle on the table really looks "peach," edible and succulent peach. The candle on the other table is a real lime color, pretentious and jazzy green. This couch is made up of three different browns and two different greens and a lovely soft white. Even the white of the chairs is a real white. Life is simple now.