Little pleasures

Memory always ends up fooling me, but I do not remember that we had so many sunny days last year at the beginning of May. I am not complaining, today and yesterday have been fantastic days, with blue skies, maybe occasionally crossed by a white cloud, and a Sun resembling the early summer sun from back home. It is warm, but still comfortable.

Yesterday at midday, I had lunch by myself —by stupid chance— and after eating I sat in a bench of the garden in front of my building at campus. Sitting under the shade of the palm trees, which were gently rocked by a cool breeze that maintained a perfect temperature and listening to the birds singing, while my eyes wandered over the green grass and the trees, I spent 20 minutes savouring pieces of watermelon and soaking in the quiet around me. And dozing off little by little too.

Little, and ephemeral, but very pleasant moments of an otherwise ordinary day, that I do not usually enjoy as much as I should.