Sweetness, sweat on upper lip, and freedom. Sneaking time to ourselves—time for sunshine, time for grass underfoot, sand between toes, hair blown back as our bicycle speeds ahead. Music lives in every limb, every movement. Branches in blossom, the fresh earth holding us. We don’t know what will happen next—that means we can stretch out and take up this entire moment. Come play! We would have so much fun.