The sun is in the sky, oh why oh why, would I wanna be anywhere else? (Lilly Allen)
Blue sky, crisp and clear and cloudless.
My child’s laughter floating to me on the breeze.
Warm weather, balmy and sweet and sticky.
The sun slowly rising while I run, turning the sky pink and yellow and brilliant orange.
A rope swing hanging from a tree, twisting and turning.
Watermelon slices in the garden, sweet juice running down my chin.
Today I am concentrating on the small things.