Lofty trunks reach for the sky,
displaying their rich greens of maple.
Flutterbys dance as I pull the weeds
from the earth
Dirt gathers beneath my fingernails
Aromas of oregano and lavender
Magenta buds peek out of the ends of branches,
the beginning their symphony of color.
Gentle crinkly sounds of leaves in the breeze,
act as nature’s wind chimes.
The hammock gently sways as my senses take in
this summer afternoon