daydream
June 10, 2013 § 5 Comments
Yesterday I slipped beneath the sky and fell into the pages of a story. Drifting sounds from neighboring lawns were punctuated by the intermittent birdsong of a hidden companion. Momentarily suspended in time between dreams, I woke disoriented. My limbs were heavy with the warmth of the sun and a gentle breeze that seemed to pull the shade across my legs. I cannot remember a time when I was so easily distracted into absence in the middle of the day. The richness of summer’s textures lending comfort and peace in days stretched leisurely among hours unmarked.
scribblechic 
You just summarized the most beautiful part of summer in my eyes – lazy, warm afternoons that slip into evening without the blink of an eye.
These indulgent moments of stillness lend balance to my family’s busy days. I think it is lovely that here among strangers and scribbles we can share such a simple fondness.
I miss times like those, when I could doze off outside without fear of my breathing stopping. Putting my C-PAP on a long extension cord just ain’t the same!!! 🙂
This afternoon indulgence was a rarity, a lovely fleeting moment. I’m glad the experience will linger a little longer on your blog. Thank you.
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
AHHH…THE SUNLIT SNOOZE!!!