beneath a canopy
July 3, 2014 § 6 Comments
I am under summer’s spell; content beneath a canopy of daydreams, my head is in the clouds. Early mornings unmarred by calendar commitments and intentionally choreographed adventures blur the hours between sunlight and starlight. Minutes obscured in the pages of a book and evenings enchanted by fireflies; time borrowed and stolen in a debt of gratitude for the simple pleasures of days well lived.
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Sounds like summer to me.
Too many in between moments to count and too few to overlook, but the sense is true to my affinity for the season.
I can hear and smell the season 🙂
Sunscreen and s’mores set to giggles and ghost stories.
I totally am there with you and so lucky to be
Good company and good fortune are happy rewards of conscious choice. I am happy to share this place with you!