I love being outside when it's sunny, but not too bright, windy, but just a little, cool, but not cold. I also love to lie on the grass and look at the stars, as long as there are no bugs.
Here is a poem I wrote awhile back about nature being like a bedroom.
Natures Goodnight
The stars are out, and I'm ready for bed
I have nowhere to lay my head
So up on the hill, I see a patch
a comforting, inviting, luscious grass
It spreads its arms, and envelopes me
I sleep engrossed in serenity
The earth has made a bed for me
The wind sings me a lullaby
The moon is... my night light
As I wake in the morning, from a natural night
The sun welcomes me with rays of delight
Charissa Carroll
2009
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