I love this time of year. The flowers are blooming, the sun is shining, and my dogs are running through the woods like it's a whole new world.
I remember as a kid loving May because it meant Summer break was close, and two months of freedom was just around the corner. Then I got to spend time tending the flowers, wandering the woods, and watching the animals in said woods. It is amazing the amount of nature one can find in the middle of a city.
I spent a lot of time dragged alongside my older sister as she went to visit some very shady friends, as well. I hated going to this house, but I was forced by my family to go with her. In this house I experienced a lot of dark moments while my sister was locked Ina bedroom with her boyfriend, but I was always able to escape into the woods.
Even today when the World begins to close in on me I go to my back acreage and breathing the scent of leaves, dirt, and fresh air and everything begins to float away. When I see the colorful blooms in my yard I remember all the times I spent in my grandparents' gardens and how I felt safe in their yard. When I pull a weed I pull out a bit of that anger I hold inside of me.
Summer weather is like a release for me. I think we all need a release of our own, for one reason or another. I'm just glad I can find mine in the simple things.
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