It's Simple

May 31st,
 
  Today was beautiful, woke up a little late but that's alright. The sun is so crisp when it pours over the mountain, sending shadow cowering into the ground ti'll it can claim the trees once more. The air is hot but sweet, like pouring a light fragrance over the sky and watching it roll down the clouds ti'll it spills on the ground.  Every now and then a merciful cluster of cumulonimbus pastes itself between my back and the sun, buying me some precious break time in between moving logs.  After soaking up a generous portion of the sun I likened to the cold and relieving coolness of the cement floor where I lay smashing my knuckles (in a fulfilling way) detaching, sharpening, and reattaching the mower deck and blades.  Afterward I came inside and made a pbj and listened to some  Extemporaneous Measures.  A good day.