On this evening . . .

Now that my body is in better working order, I have been going for walks in the neighborhood near sunset this week. After a couple of rains, it was really nice this evening as the heat broke. The sky was pretty as usual. Children were on their scooters or playing ball; people were walking their dogs. A guy was cutting his grass, and the smell was nostalgic and wonderful. The chorus of bullfrogs came from the ponds, and the noise of cicadas blared from the trees. Thankful.