- the rattle of a diving board
- the splash of the biggest cannonball ever
- the squeals of children as they are squirted with a water gun
- the quiet tweets of birds during a morning run
- the hellos of neighbors heard while out walking
- the decision that it’s too hot to cook so we should just order pizza
- the gentle lapping of Lake Michigan’s waves
- the singing sands squeaking beneath my feet on the Lake’s shoreline
I find grace in this season even with my eyes closed.
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