The Third Night Of Summer

Emily is sitting on my bed eating a chocolate donut, we both ate quite a few of them tonight. The smile on her face is the best description of joy I've ever seen. She looks gorgeous tonight in a yellow crepe sun dress, elegant and languid. But there's a crumb of chocolate on her cheek that makes her look like the little kid raiding the cookie jar, it's so adorable. I know I should tell her it's there, but I think I'll enjoy it few minutes more.

We took a walk on the Promenade earlier tonight. The air was steamy and the heat lightning was flashing over the harbor. We had Casey with us, for some reason he's never afraid of the lightning when he's with the two of us.  I think he understands a lot more than he lets on....

I love watching the lights of the skyline reflected in Emily's dark brown eyes.

We took a walk down under the bridge to see the new artificial waterfall that's been erected there for the summer. It's right under the bridge on the cobblestone walkway that leads to the park, and it's about ten stories high and a hundred feet wide, pumping river water up to the top and dropping it in a cascade under colored flood lights. When Emily saw it she kicked her sandals off, took Casey's leash from my hand and ran with him into the spray blowing back onto the walkway. She danced and twirled and Casey spun around her and leaped on his hind legs like a puppy, the two of them kicking up rainbows in the puddles. After a few minutes her hair was hung with watery diamonds and her cheeks were wet with spray, and Casey was barking for the joy of it, his coat shining with silver drops of water. I took Emily in my arms and kissed her, tasted the spray on her lips and the sweat on her cheeks, while Casey spun around us, tangling his leash around our ankles.

Later we walked back up the hill like two angels from a black and white movie, with Casey as our guide. And now Emily is sitting on my bed while I write this, looking elegant and languid, except for that crumb of chocolate on her cheek. Casey had his dinner and is sleeping the sleep of the well-fed. Maybe I'll tell Em about the crumb, and maybe I won't. She looks so darn cute!