The orange hammock strung up between two oaks lured her outdoors. A breeze picked up, cooling in the summer heat. It was a lazy weekend, and she looked forward to this break for 12 days straight.
Her phone on silent, she slipped it into the pocket, then slid into the hammock like it was a swing. She inhaled the fresh air as she slipped off her sandals.
She lowered her sunglasses then lifted her feet. Carefully, she turned and settled in to the cocoon of the hammock. The sunlight pierced through the canopy, but the breeze brought relief.
She hung her feet out of the hammock and let the breeze gently swing her. She watched the birds and the squirrels playing in the branches above her. Slowly, she drifted off to slumber. Peace at last.