We’ve had a few this year. Days of mild temperatures, low humidity and light breezes.
Days when the birds sing, the butterflies flitter and the flowers wave in the breeze.
Days that call you out of the house, away from the computer, the dishes, the laundry, and the cleaning.
Days that make you close you eyes and breath deep and laugh out loud, thankful that you’re alive!
When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy,
And the dimpling steam runs laughing by;
When the air does laugh with our merry wit,
And the green hill laughs with the noise of it;
When the meadows laugh with lively green,
And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene;
When Mary and Susan and Emily
With their sweet round mouths sing “Ha Ha He!”
When the painted birds laugh in the shade
When our table with cherries and nuts is spread:
Come live, and be merry and join with me,
To sing the sweet chorus of “Ha Ha He!”