Small Moment from Debbie's Lesson

Grass Houses

            The fresh smell of miners grass and moist earth dances in circles around my nose.  Mo and I lay on our backs with starfish arms and legs soaking up the afternoon sun.  The summer breeze pushes and pulls the clouds like taffy forming marshmallow bunnies and candied flowers in the sky.  I scoot closer to Mo and place my head on his deep chest and we glide up and down together in peaceful breath.  My eyelids flutter, heavy from the days’ adventures and I curl into sleep.  The familiar thump, thump, thump of his tail gives a sweet rhythm to my dreams.