Summer is the time when one sheds one's tensions with one's clothes,
and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit.
A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief
that all's right with the world.
Ada Louise Huxtable
and for those few brief hours it can be - at least here in my little bubble; but in that shortwhile there is time to apply enough balm to heal the raw wounds of living...