If You Care To Find Me, Look To The Western Sky...

My day was free, free to sit outside under the shade of my apricot tree I sat and read, worked on my manuscript, editing, changing thoughts of plot lines.  Resting my head back and closed my eyes and listened to the breeze drift across the plains  I wandering my yard , saw the blooms of Hens & Chicks .  Summer heat is here. My body is alive and hungers for a simple life.