A Child’s Laughter
Today it rained, switching between a drizzle and a heavy thunder-booming stream. Early evening the angry gray clouds lightened and white cumulus bundles sparkled on a sky-blue ocean, so we went outside.
My dogs don’t like to go out in the rain—not even the drizzle, so when the rain dissipated and the sky whitened the girls shot out of the door.
I joined them on the deck, enjoying the sparkle of raindrops on the blades of grass. Spring flowers had yet to peek above the earth. Ducks quacking and geese attempting to oust the waterfowl from the habitat didn’t override children’s laughter.
I closed my eyes, inhaled the aromatic scents of pine trees, freshwater and blocked out all the sounds except for the joyous tribute to spring.
Children’s laughter sprinkled the air. Just across the lake two youngsters celebrated the warm, moist air. As they danced and ran about, a car pulled into their driveway. The children lifted their arms in the air and pranced toward the arrival.
In today’s society, with technology being the center of adolescents’ world, it was refreshing to see and hear youth enjoying nature and rejoicing in the return of their parent.
What are you doing to celebrate this wondrous season?