“Saturday morning was come, and all the summer world was bright and
fresh, and brimming with life. There was a song in every heart; and if
the heart was young, the music issued at the lips. There was cheer in
every face and a spring in every step. The locust-trees were in bloom,
and the fragrance of the blossoms filled the air. Cardiff Hill, beyond
the village and above, it was green with vegetation, and it lay just far
enough away to seem a Delectable Land, dreamy, reposeful, and
inviting.” - Mark Twain,
The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
May all your adventures be dreamy, reposeful, and inviting too. Even if it's not summer. And even if the adventure sometimes seems rather small.