The taste of summer

Laying on a trampoline

11pm on a tuesday


A mostly clear sky

Just enough clouds to add depth and intrigue

The softest breeze flits in and out, indecisive

The quiet night broken up by the white noise of ac units, far off planes, dog feet pacing, and hubby’s sleepy breathing

The blue of the sky deepens and the stars intensify

Nostalgia is near in this place

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