Summer is coming; it's signs are undeniable. The downtown fountains have been turned back on and visited by us twice now. The pool is opening this weekend. There is a smell in the air of magnolia blooms and cut grass. The mornings are warm and dewy. Tickets to New York have been purchased, while a trip to the beach is less than a month away. And the calendar in the kitchen says that the last day of school is Wednesday. We can't wait. Fewer schedules and emptier calendars make it feel so good to just breathe easy.