Afternoons on the back deck when I was 12 were the best. I’d grab a good book lay back on the cushioned bench and read until I fell asleep under the warm fall sun. That’s what tonight’s air reminds me of as I look out at the street lights and houses. Though the sound of birds flying by isn’t here, the sound of cars driving by and crickets is some how just as soothing. 

It’s a brief escape to dream again.

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2 comments

  1. Scott Mitchell · September 15, 2016

    This is a magical time of year. The crickets at night and cool air and sun that actually blesses rather than scorch. I just dread the approaching winter.

    • Ms. Me · September 15, 2016

      Me too!!! Hopefully this year it won’t be so brutal

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