Summer Sounds

Memories of Summers Past

This morning I slept in, usual for a saturday morning.
A Lazy wakeup for sure.

I woke to the sound of the neighbor cutting the grass.
I've always liked that sound.

It reminds me of summers when I was a kid and my dad would cut the grass early saturday morning before the sun got hot.

It took me back.

This morning I woke up to the sound of a Lawn mower and it was like waking up in a dream.

I opened my window and let the smell of fresh cut grass fill my room and I savored it.

It was a smell of faded memories comming clear again. Happy memories of being a kid in summertime and being content.

Happy and sad.

Happy that I had something good to look back on.
Sad because I missed it so....

By Katrina Hohner