I imagine it to be extraordinary, the way that we're acting silly under that tree with the naked leaves, through the lomo camera dancing in our sundresses and our rolled up jeans jumping into the lake on the count of three. I can see the white teeth all three of us just smiling contrasting against the blue sky. For the way that all of this is happening, I keep remembering that sooner or later at this time again this year, we're all saying goodbye.