Spring time is slowly drifting.
Pretty much gone.
My allergies won't stop.
But one thing that makes it all so nice, is the long summer nights, with warm breezes,
I can look out upon sweet green fields and watch the wind blow the grass blades, the flowers, and watch bees buzz by.
It's like a dream.
Jam packed with nostalgia.
I plant my gardens with the hot sun beating on my back.
Hours role by and the flowers begin to set in place.
It's a completely different kind of life to watch and gaze upon with affection for its beauty.
So peaceful and sweet,
I almost forget all the other things around me, because here I am, right now in this moment.
I am fully submerged, just like the roots of my plants.
I am alive within it all.
I don't need to worry about anything else, just my moment by moment summer evening.