days are beginning to feel calmer, night darkens a little later, the fire flys are dancing in the yard
the rain brings the flowers to life and the gardens are green and healthy
perching on the front porch watching the baby birds take their wings and the cat day dreaming in my lap not noticing
taking slower steps on purpose, waiting for the tomatoe sandwiches and sweet ripe corn
the promise of sand on my feet and the salt on my lips
in a few weeks it will mark my ten years of living south of the line -- I am feeling those years take hold and I am happy
