Do you ever think about the simple joys that surrounded you as a child?
Summer would wind it's way down the mountain, into the trees, the lawns, the gardens.
The air got warmer and the sun stayed out just a little longer.
Things smelled different, felt different, tasted different.
Summer would wind it's way down the mountain, into the trees, the lawns, the gardens.
The air got warmer and the sun stayed out just a little longer.
Things smelled different, felt different, tasted different.
In Arizona, the summer starts a little earlier then we are used to. Things are already starting to smell green. The first seedlings of grass have begun to sprout in my garden and in my yard. The first tiny strawberry has turned pink on its' vine.
Watching my babies, the loves of my life play tonight, reminded me of the simplicity and beauty of it all. The easy smiles that come as the sprinkler ticks away in the yard.
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