The Slow Life Of Summer

Slow Life:
Days with no direction. Days with no agenda. Where the things you admire most are simple, and the clock is non-existent. Golden beams peeking through shadows in the trees make you drowsy and homesick for the minutes to stop. Back roads, happy dogs, old memories. Where your greatest adventure is nothing more than simply admiring nature. The skies are always blue, the birds are always singing, and the worries of life are invisible.