Sunday morning I sat outside in my backyard while I waited for the girls to rise. The song of the cicadas quickly puts me in a trance. There are at least a million of them around me I can hear them. I can sense them. Millions of madly, insanely male cicadas lusting for their female counterpart. It's a love song a mating call and she can hear it. Their begging call traveling through the trees ... "mate her". This will be the choir, the symphony that will take me all the way into the Fall.
He sensed I had risen early and even on his day off he wishes to cease the day. He finds me and looks around. He sees the bright sun and me in some far away land with my eyes shut. The blue water calls him and he jumps right in... The sound of water brings me back to the present time and I document this moment.
Sundays are easily my favorite day of the week. Its the stillness and easiness on a Sunday morning that lures me in like the female cicadas fall for the mating call. It is on this glorious Sunday morning where I have now attended church and made peace. I feel as if I am one with the cosmos. It is this sunshine and the world around me that makes me feel like a queen...
And just like the bumblebee I am diving in head first...
This week I plan to finish and fully conceptualize the next photography project. A road trip to Atlanta is also coming up the next week. A road trip with a girlfriend sounds like good medicine. We are staying with some friends which holds the promise of laughter and late night stories. Thanks to State Farm for giving this blogger tickets to see Jennifer Lopez and Enrique Iglesias in Atlanta. I will make sure to document and even video some of our hooligans and shenanigans on the long drive.
I hope you had a peaceful weekend.
Happy Monday peeps and please stay sweet.