Friday, May 21, 2010

A Perfect Evening

This life it grows on you. It takes practice learning to relax and enjoy life and the world we live in. It brings back childhood in so many ways!

Last evening started out like most others, I greeted my man at the door and offered him a beverage. We sat for awhile in the silence listening to the AC hum and the cats breathe.

As the sun sank lower in the sky the view from our living room window was so spectacular that we decided to venture outside. The heat had broken and a gentle breeze swept the stray hair from my pony tail off my face.

In the east, the far away sky was darkening with threatening clouds and a faint scent of rain wafted in with the breeze blowing from that direction. In the west, the azure sky and billowy clouds were lit on fire by the golden and pink rays of the setting sun.

Ducks flew by with their endless wing beat, squawking in their eagerness to find their home nest before darkness settled in. We could hear a small engine plane in the not too far distance but the clouds obscured its view.

We sat in our lawn recliners enjoying the delicious breeze and listening to the pleasant sounds of children playing. Watching them run through the dampening grass, stirring up the scent of broken grass blades and damp earth brought back memories of our own childhoods.

I remembered evenings spent with my childhood companions including my little brother. We were conquering enemy castles, riding our bikes as if they were magic flying steeds. The feeling of grass blades and soil squishing between our bare toes and the smell of the crushed blades and damp earth when we laid down our heads for a quick rest before another adventure.

I glanced over at my man in the other chair and the faraway look in his eyes made me think his thoughts were probably similar to mine. I watched him watch the little boys riding their bikes at breakneck speed and then throw them to the ground to run through the field. The smile on his face became wistful and he turned to me and told me that he used to like running barefoot through the grass as much as these children do.

We stayed out until the last rays of the sun were gone and the mosquitos moved in to dine. Then it was off to bed and to sweet dreams. Good Night!

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