When I was on my evening walk, possibly exercising my arms and lungs more than any other body part–as I waved and blew at gnats–I realized I couldn’t open my mouth without risk of swallowing those ever-present insects.
It was when I looked around, mouth shut tight, that it occurred to me.
If only for a moment or two. And what I saw was glorious. Spring has sprung, and summer isn’t far behind.
And it sure beats a postprandial snack of gnats.
Love and wishes for a nice evening walk to all.