Resting in the hammock as the breezes make flowers dance.
Tweeting birds singing for their mates among the plants.
Toasted bagels with melted butter smooth and evenly spread.
Open windows with curtains drawn allow sunlight to shine on ahead.
Robins scurrying across the growing garden in search of fresh food.
Thunderous showers break humidity with downpours increased amplitude.
Never wanting to move from this spot reading on the porch.
In the warm months bugs are kept away at night with a citronella torch.
Pink sunsets pierce through the puffy clouds almost every evening.
My heart has fallen in love with le hamac, and I am never leaving.
