Enjoying a quiet moment in a cool picnic spot. Halfway up the mountain. A light breeze. Flowers dancing in the field beside. A marvelous view beyond. Eating my sandwich with beer. It feels like the best dining place in the world.
After lunch. Lazing on the bench and glazing up at the floating clouds. Wondering why the sky always look so much prettier on holidays. I remember thinking that I rather be here than anywhere else. Seized by an impulse to capture this perfect moment.