Crackling hot

Can you hear the whistling cicadas? Can you feel the crack of a Mediterranean sun on your back? Can you smell the herbs as the weed whacker swats up their pungent fragrance? Can you feel the dust settle in the sweat on your face? Can you hear the machines slicing through the weeds? Can you see the butterflies swarming ahead of you? Can you imagine the pleasure as we look back through freshly mown vines?