Woodstove

I love you, I really do. 

But I'm ready for you to take a break. 

I'm ready to throw open all the windows and feel the warm breeze. 

I'm ready to look out my windows and see green, 

to walk down rows of vegetables, 

and to hear those loud summer nights when the sound of chirping crickets and cicadas ring in my ears (Rex says they ring in his ears all the time anyway). 

Thank you for your warmth. 

See you in the fall.