Got together with a friend yesterday after work...we pulled together on a project and then went our seperate ways long enough to grab takeout and meet back up at Provo's Pioneer Park.
The weather couldn't have been any better if I had ordered it straight out of the catalog: sun shining gently with some light clouds tossed into the mix. A nice little breeze and the temperature turned down from the upper 90 scorchers we've been having to a nice and gentle mid 80's. It had sprinkled rain before we got there and you could still smell it in the air.
The park wasn't crowded and the kids playing weren't loud. We laid out our blankets, flopped down and chatted and ate and then chatted some more.
Time passed and we kept on talking.
Twilight settled, stars came out, the grass was green and you could smell the freshness of the earth.
Still we talked.
We didn't leave the park until 11 p.m.
It was a perfect ending to an otherwise hectic day.
I need to go to the park more (even if it is just with a book and a blanket). I've forgotten the healing calm of being still amongst the green of grass and the blue of sky.