I got this face when the forlorn announcement was harkened. After some time of watching the annual pool opening procedures, high hopes turned to tears when the forecast for our days of swimming won’t start for another five days. I have a hunch we’ll be in the kitchen baking more cupcakes and molding popsicles gearing up for the first day we dive in because chances are we won’t be getting out too quickly. Instead, we’ll wrap ourselves with a thirsty towel, nibble on our goods and watch our once bare woods transform from their monochrome long sight-lines to a brimful polychromatic scene.