The Calling Of The Outdoors

Just as I was fix'n to walk out the back door, Amber asked where I was headin'. I told her I could hear my hammock calling me outside to relax and take a nap. Amber said it was not my hammock I was hearin', it was the flower beds, the cluttered wood pile, the rain gutters and the shaggy grass calling me. Hmm, I could have swore it was my hammock, I guess I better get my hearing checked.