a perfect day

View of Crescent beach from Johnny's little barn, Block Island.

Actually, this is the second in a row. Sunny, upper 60s, no wind. Tired of freezing our asses off out here. Good painting weather. Of railings and pictures. Good for  cleaning windows and screens. For teaching fledgeling sparrows to fly. For turtles and Dowlings to bask. It's a perfect day. And here is the soundtrack, from Lou Reed and Luciano Pavarotti, possibly the weirdest set ever.
  Word to friends and relations: All cell service kaput on BI. Call land line 2468 or 2209.