Sunshine rarely frequents the Emerald Isle but it made a surprise appearance this weekend.
After yesterday's sunny rays, I spent a big portion of the afternoon languishing in the garden.
I began sitting in a small chair - erect and proper. But the will-power quickly deserted me and I descended to the soft greens of the grass.
Glancing at the sky, I caught a glimpse of the skulking moon and a passing plane. How blue the sky seemed. Not a single speck of cloud.
All around me were fragments of leaves, the remnants of fall and floating daisies, the furniture of the elves.
When I arose from my springtime bed, resembling a grass nymph, my cheeks were happily aglow and my spirits much improved.
Oh, happy days.
No visual this time because the sun needs no embelishments.
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