Today was a day of wandering, memories, and familiar navigation (”If I got off the train here and walked this way, I’d end up where I used to do that“). It was a strange, sweet, sad sensation; vacation as reunion.

And my bookends, well, those were the best parts of the day: morning with Dana, sunny and warm, evening with Yael*: a silver bell ringing in the cool night.

*and Yael’s two exuberant dogs