crickets

One of the biggest blessings of living in the country is being able to sleep with the windows open and not having the mood spoiled by the neighbors’ roaring air condition.  I’m lying here listening and I’m drawn back to my childhood.  I remember the sounds and the cool brush of the breeze on my cheeks like it was last week.  ❤️

If I were more awake (AND a better writer) this would be more poetic. 

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