Today the sun is shining so brightly it as if Shams himself has ridden into town to share his great golden light with all of us in Basel. I imagine that grill-party/ bbq/ kebab season will be offically declared all over the region this evening and the air will be redolent with onion and charcoaled meat.
In one of his poems Hafiz writes of giggling planets which I absolutely adore. ( I bet Jupiter is a terrible giggle and keeps all her moons up way too late!)
Anyway in the spirit of Hafiz I have decided to believe that all the grass and flowers around Basel are quietly giggling under the sun today - it comforts me somehow.