"and start thinking about how
and sun feels longer going down. "
This gets all mixed up in my head and for that i love it. I particularly love the little things. The way "It's seventy-some degrees out" is repeated in the same strophe but the first one gets a period so that the long pause between the last two lines literally stretches out and makes it feel longer at the end. And then the going down with the sip of beer going down as well marries nicely.
And of course the obvious,who couldn't love maples putting on lipstick.
a bear putting on lipstick would be scary though.
like i said, it gets all mixed up. And yes I'm working from home today. Whooo
The sun is longer, and it's about time too. I am transported to my back yard, beer in hand watching the sky, the birds, the bugs flying around. This is definitely Spring and half my garden is in the ground. But it's really the clear-sky nights that have been special... no, on second thought it's each minute that goes by.