Green leaves on trees, green grass in the park, a barefoot lunch hour sitting in the sun.  Summer knitting.

Dappled light through the leaves, warm breeze, songbirds calling through the green oasis in the city.  Needles softly clicking.

Bright blooms bursting from neat flowerbeds, calm amid the bustle, soaking up sunlight and softening the city-grey.   Stitched meditation.