Sunday, July 08, 2007

Wet grey stone steps flanked by overflowing pots of red flowers swayed with the gentle wind. The corners of her eyes creased with a smile at this sight.

She couldn't help but feel happy with such a simple picture postcard perfect sight that she didn't have to travel out of the country for.

She thought of what a luxury it was to vacation so often.

She could write a coffee-table book on what makes summer perfect. Then shook her head laughing inwardly at her idea.

She’d probably be the only one to read it anyway.

1 comment:

Pixie said...

Love the imagery.
And I might sit on that coffee table amidst the red and read that book just to take it in. You paint a vivid picture, paint some more.