I woke up this morning with a fierce desire for a donut. Even as I was pulling up my hair into its usual Sunday morning ponytail I could not get the idea of eating a donut out of my mind. It was donut or bust. So we planned an impromptu adventure with some cool cats to the donut truck, which was conveniently serving free coffee.
Always get the free coffee.
We strolled down 16th street, donuts and coffee in hand, thinking we could land at the picnic benches in front of the local art high school, only to find no benches in sight. So we set our eats on the steps in front instead. We ate our sweets and drank the good stuff, and they all tolerated my camera in the most photogenic way. It was sunny and a little humid and a lot of fun, the way an Indiana summer morning feels like.
Summer is just around the corner.