Remember When?

Do you ever just want to bottle up a moment so that you can take it out later and enjoy it again?

Last night The Good Guy and I ventured out into the yard of apartment complex after dinner to take an evening walk. We conversed with some of the local kids who were patrolling for hornet nests and killing bees with a baseball bat. We talked to some young girls whose faces were covered in paint applied in elaborate butterfly patterns about their scooters and who has the best one. A neighbor blessed The Good Guy when he sneezed before informing him that it is hay-feaver season.

The weather was perfect. There was a comfortable breeze and the humidity was the lowest it had been for several days. The Black-eyed Susans were in full bloom all around the complex. We held hands as we strolled and enjoyed conversation on a variety of topics. The sun was setting and we paused for a while to watch the clouds morph and change their pink and gray hues as the sun sank lower and lower in the sky. As we watched the sky-line I could hear a woman inside of one of the apartments yelling to her daughter in Spanish. We joked about whether or not the heart-shaped cloud was placed in the sky just for us, we talked about the green flash, Venus' belt, evenings spent watching sunsets, mornings spent watching sun-rises, and considered the view of the sunset that other people were having at that very moment to the west of us.

It was peaceful, tranquil, and wonderful. We all know that time moves forward, and that you can't go back. I guess the next best thing is to write these moments down so that we can re-live them in memory.