A cool breeze moves through me, touches my skin, and moves me to feel the chill of the air.
I must stop for a few moments; work has become omnipresent, and nature calls me to feel.
Scents linger from outside and inside; I sniff the air in wonder and admiration for prosperity.
A dog keeps barking down the hill; I hear the illegal rooster telling everyone how annoying the chickens can be.
C & K 