Anthem of the Outdoors

I saw my first firefly today.
Just a wandering spark in a grey-blue sky.
I could hear the crickets.
Whether it was my imagination or not, I haven't decided yet.
The jiggled of dog tags coupled with the clicking of their nails on the sidewalk.
The busy hum of some summer-wishing people as they gather around a spitting barbecue.

The sounds that say come out. Stop working. Come out and breathe. Breathe the noises, and the sights and smells. The little croci buds peeping through the earth. The earliest of tulips poking their heads through their clustered leaves.

You know, I used to say having just summer and winter would be cool with me. But spring is pretty awesome. All the anticipation, and fresh, growing things. And fall, well, without fall I wouldn't be here, so I suppose I'll have to learn to appreciate fall. :)

I have to finish my art project,

goodnight!