A day where pigs vaulting five foot high fences in order to be the first to fill their slavering chops
failed to annoy yours truly, even when naughty pig covered me in frothy pig slobber in his effort to persuade me to drop the feed bucket instead of using its allure to persuade him back into the pig pen for another 23.59 hours. A day where vermin cats stealing a loaf of bread were forgiven their misdemeanors (for now)
A day where sitting in the shade was preferable to doing any jobs on the list.
And a day where the sunset knocked spots off anything Santorini has to offer. And the good news is that tomorrow is more of the same. Except the pig and cat part. I can do without that.