Thursday, June 21, 2012

Summer Evening

For my friend who sat through her 8-year-old's soccer tryouts, these days will come.
Sitting on the hammock with a book set in Italy. A warm breeze blows my hair across my face. The tweets of birds are my social media. The lowering sun is my backlight for reading.
Ahhh. La dolce vita

1 comment:

BFF said...

Complain I do, but I wouldn't trade him for all the tea in china. And lets face I, baseball is worse

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