you little charmer, you
it just rained. the kind of rain that hits hot pavement and pops like little white fireworks and leaves everything feeling even more muggy that it was before. a bit like the bayou, but canadian style. there are dozens of toads hopping across the road, big ones and baby ones. i don’t know where they are going but i wish they wouldn’t choose such a precarious way of getting there. and the crickets are going absolutely crazy and it smells of corn husks from the surrounding fields and it’s all ridiculously charming.
my mom has a wrap-around porch and a screen door and i’ve decided that there is nothing better than to hear the squeak and clack of a screen door and to sit on a country porch watching the world go by.
i only have one word for this past week: wholesome. conducive to the well-being of mind, body and spirit.
i think i am finally starting to feel like myself again.
hello you. it’s been awhile.