Orange.

Days like today flush my mind with so many feelings, memories, and emotions.As I was Driving into Boise the sun was beginning to go down, yet I could still see the rolling hills on all sides of the car. As the sun began to drop behind the hills it created an orange filled sky that pressed up against the remaining clear blue from the beautiful day that was creeping to a close. Looking out the window of the car was deceiving, because it looked like it should be a warm July day from the looks of the dried out brush that lined the interstate, and the sky that had not a cloud in sight. Just the allusion of summer time made me so happy. There is nothing better than a summer evening with a light warm breeze and a setting sun. Something about just the appearance of summer gives me hope; hope that better days await, and that soon there will be life and joy restored to this dead barren land. With hope comes an incessant longing for the feelings that accompany this season that i associate so many memories with. A longing for the care-free mind that comes with childhood, for the smell of outside on my hair after laying in the grass just for fun. Longing for the sound of many rivers and trails explored with my family on sunday afternoons,  for long tousseled hair thrown back into a braid that falls over wet sun kissed skin, and for country music blasting through the speakers as i drive with the windows down. For the rest of the ride my mind and car were filled with summer, happiness was ever present, and then i pulled into rexburg, the only place of the entire trip where snow covered the ground, and suddenly i was reminded that it's still only february, and summer is still decades away.