Go to the nearest window. Look out for a full minute. Write about what you saw.
Hummingbirds play. Squirrels and birds and bees go about their business. Hope comes outside to investigate and disrupts the squirrel eating a fallen orange from the orange tree. All the critters scramble and Hope meanders back inside after doing her business in the yard and sniffing around.
The orange tree is blossoming and also bearing fruit. The kumquat tree is exploding with tasty sweet tart citrus bursts from all the rain. More coming tomorrow. You can feel it in the air. The hummingbirds reappear.
The grass is green, I’m glad I made the effort and put in the investment to grow it. Always leave a place better than you found it. I’m burning this view into my brain, viewing it differently, the way you view something when you know it will soon be a memory.
