Stolen moments practicing piano when no one is home because I love playing but I am so bad and out of practice that I only do it in an empty house.
Not making my bed because I am reveling in being in a house bigger than our tiny apartment, where an unmade bed makes the whole place look messy.
Trying to get my mom to make all my favorite foods, like Swedish meatballs, cabbage slaw, and everlasting sweet tea.
Taking time to play with the cats, Scarlett and Ivan the Terrible, who do not get along at all and must be doted on separately.
Swimming with my granny and dashing into her house to avoid those wonderful freak summer storms that rain down big raindrops where sun shone moments before.
Central air. Satellite TV. First world bliss.
Family. Porch swings. Horse pastures. Fireflies that make the fields look like they are alive. That smell of freshly mowed grass and honeysuckle bushes.
All the perfect things that make up early Kentucky summers.
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