Went to take out the garbage to the curb this morning, and it was so beautiful out that I couldn’t help but just keep walking. No headphones, just the sound of a thousand different bird calls, and the distant rumbling of far away cars. The sky a hazy pale overcast in the early morning, a gentle breeze in my freshly washed hair. I walked down a road I don’t usually go down, beside rolling fields and barely tamed swampy land. It smelled of recently fallen rain.
I’ve had a lot on my mind and in my heart lately and it was nice just to be out in the countryside.. When i got back I realized there are blossoms on our apple tree right now.