PictureShelter Island sunrise.
I just returned from a very relaxing visit to Shelter Island, NY. The sun was warm, the water was extremely brisk, the food was delicious, the beer was icy cold, the company was terrific and the stories were plentiful. I got to watch my two sons accomplish something I have never been able to do with any success: water ski. I got to sleep outside in a tent with cool, pre-summer breezes blowing through and the sound of lapping waves lulling me to sleep. I got to sail and kayak. I even managed a heart-numbing swim in the cold green water of Peconic Bay. We made the traditional rum punch and cooked the traditional pizza. We played wiffle ball, baseball, bocce ball and dodge ball. Feet were cut, toes were broken, knees were popped and ankles twisted. We read. We walked. We played in the sand. Adventurous women skinny dipped. I think we ran up a $100 tab on ice cream. We marveled at the beauty of each sunrise and sunset. We were taunted by fish unwilling to take the bait. We skipped stones. We walked the beach in search of treasure. We told old stories and composed new ones. All in all it was a wonderful trip which, like all good trips away, concluded perfectly with a safe return home. Home sweet home. Like Shelter Island, this band's home is also an island, albeit much bigger. 
PictureThe Chills
The Chills are from New Zealand and the Happy Medium Song of the Day comes from their 1996 CD, Sunburnt. It's called “Come Home.” (Please use the comments box to share your thoughts.)