Summer is usually hot, humid, uncomfortable weather. For an outdoors guy like me, staying inside in the air conditioning is hard to do.
On summer mornings, as the sunrise comes, I go outdoors and work in my garden. It is much more comfortable than it will be in a few hours.
Cup of coffee in my hand, I sit and watch the birds as they serenade me with song. I watch them come into our bird feeders. Soon, the squirrels and the rabbits join the party.
When it gets hotter I go back inside to my computer and write stories like this one. It is amazing to me where my mind takes me sometimes. A lot of my stories come from fond memories.
