It was one of those evenings where the air is the perfect temperature, the sky is so gorgeous you just want to take pictures of it to keep it forever. I remember bike rides as a kid, playing on swingsets, and running around and screaming, just because we could.
The grass becomes the perfect grass that you just want to walk through because it is the perfect texture and just feels good. As a kid, I remember just laying in it because it was also just right.
I remember sparklers and fireworks. I remember baseball games and parks. I remember boat rides. I guess I just remember happy. And those perfect evenings just bring everything back.
So, I did take pictures of it so I could enjoy it forever. Now, if I could just figure out a way to bottle up that smell, I'm pretty sure I could sell it and make a million.