The middle of summer
Wind blowing through the trees
Sitting by the cabin and the campfire
Our faces framed by little yellow lights
Strung around the cabin and blowing in the wind
All of us laughing huddled around the campfire as the night grew darker
Us five sitting side by side as the day grew later
Until the fire was embers
The moon overhead
A warm breeze washing over us and blowing the trees
The perfect summer night