It's after dinner, dishes are washed and put away. (Picture a big farm house way out in the country.) The sun is completely below the horizon, but there is still a slight glow in the west. The lighting bugs (that's what we call fire flies 'round these parts! lol!!) are just starting to come out and do their thing. I can hear the occasional cricket. The bugs in the trees are buzzing to each other. The air smells of night blooming jasmine and earth. There is a slight breeze rustling through the corn fields. Steven and I are on the front porch. I'm in the swing with my feet up, and he's sitting nearby, playing guitar, letting his legs hang off of the porch. He looks my way and asks "Does my lady want to hear anything special?" I answer "How 'bout some Led for my head..." Steven chuckles and goes into "Thank You" by Led Zeppelin. Throughout the evening he plays and sings some of my favorites including (but not limited to) "Harvest Moon", "Bell Bottom Blues", "Wish You Were Here", "Dream Weaver", and "Over the Rainbow."
That would be sweet!!!