Straight to Summer

I came home to mountains beautiful beyond words;

Mountain handstand

grass too green and a bike with air in its tires;

Jupe neighborhood biking

a guitar that was still in tune
and a festival in my backyard;

Rocking

Festival acro

Hoop

a birthday party in Jeremy's, with friends

Jeremy

I hadn't seen in far too long;

Clint

Jupe

and finally a biscuit brunch in Walt's frontyard,

Walter

where kids looked on with disdain

Disdain

at adults who had stolen their games, and so

Smelling the flowers

stole them back in turn.

Baby girl acro

Children acro

In other words, I came home straight to Summer.


Thanks to Disa K for the first photo in this post