Sweet fresh peaches. Homemade ice cream. Corn on the cob. Birthday slices of watermelon. Tangy blackberry cobbler. Triple E BBQ. A sip of something cool.
Warm wrap of a towel after a swim. Hypnotic sway of the hammock. Caress of an easy breeze. Hugs at hello and goodbye and in-between. Soft snuggles with a tired 4-year-old.
The sound of laughter and “Oh, I remember….” Babies babbling. A guitar, a dulcimer. Singing. Singing. Singing. The soft accompaniment of summer rain.
The green, earthy musk of the pond.
A fresh cup of coffee in the afternoon.
The frothy mix of dish soap and warm well water bubbling up from the kitchen sink.
A glimpse of deer across the field. Queen Anne’s lace and clover. Swooping birds, scattered by a squirrel’s single-minded pursuit of seed. The green of trees, reflected on glassy water. Brightly colored paper plates.
The nighttime magic of sparklers.
Sky-blue pink at sunset.
Happy 4th of July from southern Illinois & the Booth family.