Frozen summer memory..

Right outside my window right now is the scene of my landlord and her boys running around the backyard weeding, and mowing the grass.

I don't know why but for some reason I've decided to hide in my room, keep quiet and just watch them. Maybe because it reminds me of my childhood, with my parents and our family dogs. I used to hate to help around in the backyard but it's something I miss doing now. The smell of freshly cut grass and the warm summer heat sure add up to it.

Maybe that's why I refused to go out to spoil the moment, because through my window, I am seeing a very beautiful picture and it's probably through watching them that allows me to hang on to the memory that so nearly faded away from me...