The easy hour

'The summer wind, came blowin’ in - from across the sea
It lingered there, so warm and fair - to walk with me...'

Being bored and getting lost in the easy hours, I don't underrate them any more. Sometimes, that 
is the only thing that I want. Summer gardens, high grass, lakeshores, no-goal afternoons, being
pathetic, sky, stars, love.

Last night was one of those nights. We celebrated Juliet's birthday, having drinks,eating cakes, 
telling jokes. Meeting the night as it goes silent.