The attitude of feeling relaxed, it made your days wonderful, and you feel, bliss over, the smallest, matters, and everything you encounter is, wonderful…translated…
Such comfort I have, for dining at home, and yet, doing it all the time, I got, tiresome of it, and I'd, proposed to my mother, that we should go out for a, picnic; first, we'd, discussed the foods, what and how to make the items, then, selected the containers with extra care, expected that as we opened up the packed lunch boxes, our hearts would be like the petals of those flowers outdoors, in full, bloom.
And yet, looking outside, the sun's scorching high up in the, skies, the heat is rising, making us both, hesitant. Worried of the ultraviolet rays, and that we may get, sunspots too, and that, was when it'd dawned on us, that we'd only, looked into, what to bring for the picnic, and not at all on the location of our picnic. "We should be able to find a spot then!", with this mindset, we'd, walked out, underneath our, parasol, decided to have a mini-trip close to, home.
all you need is a blanket, a basket full of food and, you're, ready to be on, your, ways...photo from online
Passing by the neighbors, seeing that lazy kitten, extending its legs and paws in a stretch. Turned the corner, the petals of the flowers over the roots, fell onto the potted plants, the back of the scooter, the windowsills, along with, by our, feet. Wanted to find a place with the shades, we'd walked to that elementary school just, five minutes away, and there were the tables set up, this would be our, spot then.
Without the greens of the large plains, nor the lines of trees of flowers or the running streams either, but I saw the gardenias, in bloom, in the midst of the greens in the center of the track field, under the high noon, the shadows all fell around the sides of the building of the school; with the birds, chirping, away, some calls long, some were, short, high-pitched, and short-sounding; the wind passed through the trees, like up in the mountains, cool and, comfortable. We'd opened up our lunchboxes, tasted the foods, and, critiqued, and immersed ourselves in the scenes of the summertime of the school.
Can't believe that my alma mater is so peaceful, nor did I ever imagined, that a picnic not too far away from home can be so, relaxing. I'd discussed with my mother, and, guessed that it may be the heart of feeling romantic now, and so, no matter where we go, where we sat down with our meals packed from home, what we see is, wonderful.
So, this is on the attitude, being the determinant of everything, because it's too hot, and you want to eat out, so you'd gone searching for that location and you'd found it, and, being in that school close to home, it gives you that sense of, ease.
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