It’s June now. Soon it will be summer. Whole species of birds have returned north for another season of making nests and babies and smashing into windows. Your favorite television series are wrapping up or starting anew. It’s hot. It’s getting hotter. Sprinklers are sprinkling and hoses hosing. Somewhere a dog is lying down in some shade. Have a nice nap, little doggy. Dream sweet doggy dreams. When you wake up the world will still be here, maybe, and if it’s not, let these tweets be our legacy. Except for the “covfefe” ones.