I think it was the fireflies, zipping through the yard at my sister's house when we were there. They completely transformed me, into this person who just wants to relax in a boat, stretch out my legs to the warm sun, and wait for a pretty rainbow trout to jump on my hook. Or sit back, in a comfy adirondack chair on a shady porch, with a sweating glass of iced tea and magazines to read.
"It goes so fast" they whispered to me, as they flitted through the tall grass in the field next to her house. I wanted to grab a canning jar, and catch some, and set them on the nightstand next to my bed.
Even though I am back in the heart of the city, and have no fireflies to think about catching, their tiny thoughts still call to me, telling me to slow down, enjoy the moment, and soak in all that summer has to offer. So if you don't see much in the way of blogging, know that I am just off enjoying July.