Trees lining the lake their leaves singing with each caress of the wind. Crickets chirping their morning song of delight while the water laps on the side of the old wooden role boat abandoned by a log. And here I sit soaking it all in like a tall glass of jin.
Yesterday was way to busy. With car rides to and from the city. Bills to pay. Kids at play. Heading to the store and back. That overwhelming feeling that something is going to go wrong. I’m so glad yesterday is gone.
There they are nestled in the tall wheat grass far from sight. Majestic birds of flight. Slowly floating from stem to stem looking for a hidden gem. All I can do is watch enchanted by their sudden flight.