RyRySays

Tonight I opened the back door to let out the dog and it smelled like summer. I don't know why. There was this perfect combination of cut grass and fallen rain. There was a breeze and it wasn't one of those sticky kind of nights. It was one of those nights where you wish you had someone to go out on the back porch and sit with you in the rocking chairs and have a beer with, to look up and see what you could of the stars because the pines block out most of the lights, to just be.

Damn, I sound like a freakin' Tim McGraw song.