The Summer sun begins to rise in the sky, heating the buildings and houses. In the warmest nooks and crannies, the wasps and bumble bees like to make their nests.
   The smell of freshly cut grass lingers across all neighborhoods and towns. The flowers and trees begin to bloom, and the weeds and grapevines begin to grow wild.

   Many hours are spent outside. Children, pick flowers to set in jars on windowsills. They observe the lawn teeming with life. A very pregnant groundhog digging holes in the yard under the shed, preparing a safe home for her little one.

   Then come the afternoons, spent grilling on the patio, days spent working in the garden, and night sitting under a moon around a fire roasting marshmallows.

   At night comes the pain from the sunburn, and sitting on the plant hanger in the window an aloe plant. The aloe leaf is broken open, and the slave is applied to the sunburn before bed. In the morning, another day of yard work is begun, but not before vinegar is applied to the reddened sting of the sunburn.

   At night, after the days work has ended, and the sun begins to set in the sky, take a moment to rest and remember today is never a day wasted as long as you take care of garden, and weeds. Just don’t forget to take care of the sunburn. If you don’t it stings.


Published by victoriachristian2014

I hope to inspire others to write and conquer their fears. It is something I struggle with daily. I hope my blog can be a place that people can share stories. I feel that stories are like snapshots. Small insights into this thing we all call life. Welcome, these are snapshots. Snapshots of my Life.

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