As I opened the door to walk outside the hot humid air enveloped me like warm bath water envelops the body.
Last night’s rain still clung to all it had touched and droplets of moisture filled the air.
The scent was musty and sweet.
I made my way down to the lower garden to meditate and walk the labyrinth.
When I turned and stepped into the last circuit something caught my eye.
A color I am more accustom to see in the spring.