SUMMER AND ELECTRICITY PYLONS

i’ve got those butterflies; those warm fluttery holiday butterflies that lie dormant until summer comes and flowers bloom and smiles blossom.

summer. when we drive past pylons and i catch a glimpse of shining reflected sunlight on the black plastic-coated wires. the trees are green and healthy, pollen is free, and  hayfever sneezes capture everybody’s noses.

we travel down roads past fields of smiling yellow corn on the way to holidays and i smile a black and white nostalgic smile of years before and years to come.

goodbyes are awkward at the end of the year; leaving in a hurry and twelve pairs of arms all trying to hold each other at once.

but- it’s summer now. so, it’s time for tank tops, chasing butterflies, temporary tattoos, glowing sunlight and the even warmer feeling you get with your friends.