We often lose touch with the very entity that lies just beyond the windowsill. We forget about the beauty deeply rooted in our backyards and parks. We forget about the power of the outdoors.
I watched my sons carefully to see if they were buying into mom's passionate ode to nature. The boys seemed to be warming up to the cicadas swarming around them when several flew up and landed on Connor. "Dad!" he yelled. "Get them off me!"