Fucking magic!

I just had a magical fucking nature experience while out walking the dog. It's a perfect May day, right? Sunny in and out of soft clouds with a mild breeze. Not hot. Not cold. Just perfect. So we're going along and going along and the sun comes out and shines on this patch of perfectly green grass right next to one of my favorite trees around the complex and the breeze picks up and rustles it's leaves and flowers and the flowers drop a few pink petals in that perfect spring way. I kicked my flip-flops off and stood in that spot barefoot in the grass for like 5 minutes while Logan puttered around me.