The Middle School is letting out. There's an endless line of buses that trundle down the new road and onto Rt. 98. A policeman directs traffic. This was a nice end of day, kids going home, my window was open and the sun was warm for the first time in weeks. The day began with frost on the windshield and a heavy sweater but finally, blessedly, the temperatures warmed up. I lowered my window as the buses dispersed and snapped photos all around. I was leaving behind a good day with cute first graders and looking ahead to home, a cup of tea and my computer and the kitties. A great day, all in all.