Writing excersize 

I put some steaks on the grill and take a seat, a gentle breeze pushes the warm dry heat across the air. The large trees over head crack and rustle, dead leaves slide against the cement of the patio floor. I sit and ponder the past, the present, is the future as my wife tirelessly works in the kitchen putting finishing touches on this week’s meals and my children play in the living room.  The calm feeling of relaxtion still lingers through me, remnents of the weekend’s play. A busy week ahead. Our baby girl begins her long journey of public education, first day of kindergarten, a day that’s sure to be filled with anxiety, tears, joy,  and pride. A wonderful aroma of seared flesh reaches gently into my nostrils, steaks are ready.