August has slipped into my world.
High on the hill the warm breezes play with the grasses and flowers ~
as I amble through them seeking out anything to sniff
also watching that I don't get in the way of these flying humans
high over head ~
across the waters on that spit of land a couple discover their own nirvana
realizing that a morning dew
only makes the remainder of the day
that much more magical
So come along with yours truly
perhaps this will give you a bit of nirvana.
Namaste, my friends!