WINDBLOWN 7.8.07

The simple joy of sticking one’s head out of a sun roof while being driven down a windy, rural road. Cicadas and tree peepers the only music in this humid, green countryside. A family of puppies greets our arrival at a log cabin tucked into a dell. We are unplugged from phones and internet and Noah thrills at his cousins electric guitar and Hanah dives into the hammock with the other little cousin. The boys practice chopping wood as the girls explore the woods and tell stories, while the other grown ups shop for dinner and I sit on the front porch rocking. The men bring home the pork. We grill. Sit around a fire pit and simply poking around the embers with sticks entertain the kids until they drop.
Simple joys of family, the woods, a starry sky and a rocking chair on a front porch.