A Summer's Evening

I am sitting on my front porch swing listening to the sounds of a cool, summer evening get louder and louder as the amount of cars on the road get fewer and fewer.  Our house has been on the market exactly one week.  We have had four people come look at it and no offers.  And now, I find myself almost wanting it to stay that way.

I had plans to write quite an update tonight sitting on the front porch.  However, my battery is almost dead and for some reason the outlet outside is not working. 

So I bid you goodnight.  Goodnight breeze.  Goodnight bugs.  Goodnight stars.  Goodnight cars.  And goodnight to you, whomever you are.

(And I really do not like goodnight moon.)