Longing

I am longing for the easy season, the one where the sun warms my skin and my heart all at once.
The one where everything slows down, and the inevitable change is hiding somewhere beneath the surface, rather than laughing in my face at every turn.  The season where everything is comfortable and perhaps a bit lazy, but deservedly so.  Where celebration comes easily and sometimes for no reason at all.  Where I feel at peace with those around me, and most of all, with myself.