Really nice day out. North Carolina falls into this sweet spot between spring and summer, fall to winter, everything is justtt perfect.
Perfect balance, low humidity and casual comfortable coolness.
Birds chirp, people mow their grass, kids are outside, yelling to each other.
It’s nice, the best weather. Other places have nice days too, I know , but
The cycles of the seasons.
You tend to know a place in some bizarre way that I can’t explain.
Almost like you can see the whole thing breathing, wax and wane, hot then cold,life then death, reproduction.
Loving and losing and loving again 😘
Big cycle,big pattern.
If you fall out of love with the overall,,uh, I guess motion of it,
You’re probably in trouble.
You gotta be in love with the seasons.
Ya gotta love seeing a baby goat,a whole field of baby goats,
Gotta love that green green grass, gotta love open damned spaces, sunsets and June bugs and easy breezy.
Somebody hand me a banjo,
Rural over city, personal preference, not throwing shade.
That’s where the people are, sure,
Too much noise, and the homeless are such a juxtaposition, quick quick reminder,,, I guess the consequences.
Product of the seasons,
And those people probably didn’t start out that way, probably.
dawn 