A Place in my Perfect Weekend

My backyard....

Taste: the barbeque that just finished cooking on the grill - mouthwatering, the cool sweet taste of the tea and ice in my glass, the water on the outside of my glass

Hear: the laughter of the children playing outside, the chatter of the family as they sit around on the back deck talking to each other, the cooing from the baby crawling around under our feet, the loud sound of my neighbors lawnmower (i really think the guy likes to mow because of how often he mows)

See: The smoke rising from the barbeque grill, the children jumping on the trampoline, the adults playing ring toss and horseshoes - the dull metal of the horseshoes, the bright red and blue of the rings, the bright green stake for the ring toss

Touch: the hard plastic from the rings from our ring toss game, the heavy warm metal of the horseshoes, the heat from the sun pounding down on anyone unlucky enough to step out of the shade, the feel of the hard plastic chairs that we are sitting on and how your legs stick to the chair if you are wearing shorts

Smell: the wood smoke and charcoal smell coming from the barbeque grill, the smell of fresh cut grass from my neighbor's yard (he doesn't care how loud his mower is or the fact that people have company...he just mows anyway)