The crickets, cicadas, frogs that sing me to sleep at night. I'm going to miss you. Stay for as long as you can okay....I'll keep the window open at night.
Finding a field of fireflies that balanced on the tips of grass blades and hovered there like magic, I won't forget that moment.
Peace, quiet, and the gentle air that teases the candles flame. Dang, I'm not ready to say goodbye.