Summer's Last Breath
Clean. Crisp. Clear.
Anniversaries of how we started out, beginnings experienced again.
Resetting MDI into that freeing-lifestyle of pumping, convenience, ease.
Crazy lives, busyness condensed into one life, a single soul, a loving harmony.
A new beginning after sweltering summer heat.
Colors shifting. From clusters bleeding together to majestic mixes creating perfection.
Too much to do. Too little to do it. Springing forward too quickly.
Now, slowing down.
To smell, see, hear, feel, experience.
Summer's last breath, before we Fall into a slumber,
No more artificial coolness. Now, windows open.
A breeze blows in. We look out, waiting to be one with the weather.
The dog sits with nose sniffing, on the sill her chin rests.
Watching, smelling, interpreting sounds and smells.
Waking up to see that sunrise for the soul, before a seasonal sunset sets in.
September. Welcoming. Appreciated.
Renewed vigor for what we have, and what still must be done.