Blue skies, green trees, a flower stalk against a picket fence. Summer magic in every day, ordinary things. Hot days, welcome shade… lazy nights in the neighborhood when young parents caravan down the sidewalks pushing babies in high-tech strollers with the family dog either heeling nicely alongside or straining at the end of its leash.
Air conditioners hum. Lawn mowers growl.
Small moments in time: every 20 years, another generation moves in and it starts all over again. [gplus count=”true” size=”Medium” ]