We sat in our backyard recently and watched the full moon rise above the hedge. Light poured over the scene, making the flowers glow in the darkening atmosphere. It brought back so many memories of slow summer days and nights from my childhood, when the unfolding of hours stretched out in an unending flow of time. Recapturing that sense of timelessness is what I hope for each summer. And sometimes, when I'm lucky, it happens.
We sat in our backyard recently and watched the full moon rise above the hedge. Light poured over the scene, making the flowers glow in the darkening atmosphere. It brought back so many memories of slow summer days and nights from my childhood, when the unfolding of hours stretched out in an unending flow of time. Recapturing that sense of timelessness is what I hope for each summer. And sometimes, when I'm lucky, it happens.