Today marked the first official day of summer. Not in calendar time, but in my time.
The sun was shining gloriously down, warming the air with a gentle kiss of its lips. The grass was glowing green, and seeping the summer fragrance that only grass can, it’s delicate, soft fingers pointing upwards to the Heavens. Pointing to its creator. It crunched slightly when you stepped on it, but instantly leaped back up with a cry of glee. The sky was a crystallized, shattering blue. Liquid perfection. It was the hue you could only imagine in the best daydream. A vivid, bursting color like a thousand tiny, blue diamonds sparkling in the sun. The clouds whispered by, long strands of wispy cotton balls suspended in the sky by an invisible thread.
It was a summer day. Adding to this was friends, family, and delicious barbecued chicken legs (really, what makes barbecue sauce so delicious?) We played Bache ball, Horse (the basketball game...although we renamed it ‘turtle’), and chased around the chickens while Sultan (our Rooster) puffed up like a blowfish and tried to peck us to death. It was a glorious!
And....today I saw my first butterfly.
How was everybody else's Sunday?
