It feels like the perfect summer evening. The house is still holding onto the heat of the midday so I'm out on the front porch feeling a cool, gentle breeze on my bare feet and listening to the light twinkling of the wind chime.
There's not much else to say, this is just the summer day ceremony, watching the light dim and the colors change while dogs bark and lawnmowers hum in the distance. I'm getting used to homes not being my homes but still feeling like home.
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