I was out under the pin oak painting on this plastic love seat - yes it's plastic and we used it out by the fire pit in the middle of the yard it was faded green , so I thought a sunny yellow will dress it up for the deck , anyway I was under the tree this morning early enough for the cooler morning temp it was still hot in the sun but the shade is nice and the birds songs took my mind back to years ago playing outside as a kid and seeking the shade loving the breeze remembering the blanket mom brought out when I was little to sit and play on . Remembering later the sounds of the neighborhood on Fairview Hts the smell of the duck pond and playing with the neighbor girls one would bury a jar of junk jewelry and make a treasure map - it had instructions ten paces from the door turn right and go thirty paces turn at the tree - sixteen paces to the rose bushes and so on - it was a fun game we loved to play on a summer day along with tag , I could remember the sound of their voices and their laughing - like the memories of the lady in Dances with wolves , remembering her childhood and the words and voices and I am sure the feeling of a child - I remembered me as a child seeing the magic in the sun dancing through the leaves and the whispering of wind , loving the sounds of the birds, the honey bees neighborhood the car sounds and a distant lawn mower . I tried using spray paint at first and it was messy and windy , so I switched to using a paintbrush I am so glad I did because it gave me the time to enjoy the tree and the breeze and the memories . I will have to wait until early tomorrow to work on it some more it is already in the 90's out now. Maybe I will take a blanket out to lay on and listen to some more memories .