But I did hear the incredible SCREEEE of cicadas, and I ate a Knish Nosh knish, two New York summer attractions to which I had overlooked looking forward. And I don’t have the words to describe the trippy pleasure of watching one’s kids playing in one’s own childhood playground.
- Italian ices;
- A summer thunderstorm;
- Warm ocean water; and of course
- My mom, dad, and sister