I’m thankful for summer evenings. And for a plump, naked baby companion to share in the quiet closing of the day.
I’m thankful for a little girl who cannot find sleep, but instead finds us outside. And lightning bugs.
I’m thankful for sweet childhood memories that come flitting back as I watch lightning bugs being snatched from the evening air and plopped into a canning jar.
I’m thankful for summer evenings.