Today summer at my house is kids home from school, days at the beach only minutes away, wandering the mall to kill some time.
Summer used to be afternoons sitting on top of a picnic table eating cold watermelon slices, it was stacks of Harlequin romances, baby oil, a lounge chair in the front yard and FM 100.
Summer was the pool at Shelby Forest, spending a day at Maywood, and picnics.
It was evenings sitting in my grandmother's swing watching fireflies, it was family stories, it was a scoop of Baskin Robbins ice cream on a sugar cone.
Summer was Johnny Carson, popcorn popped in an old iron skillet and home- made lemonade.
Summer was long days, the scent of honeysuckle, horse shows on Friday night.
Summer was long bike rides with my brother because there was nothing else to do. It was pizza made with biscuits for the crust, it was picking strawberries, it was eating fried okra fresh from the garden and blackberry cobbler made in a huge dishpan.
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For me, summer was the 4th of July having swimming races with my cousins then going to the church lawn to watch the fireworks. Spending the summer at the beach (the rocky coastline of NH) with two other families and waiting for the day our mothers said it was time to go to Salisbury (the amusement park). Now I don't even get Monday off.
And no cell phone ringing while you were enjoying all of the above!
Thanks so much for this post - it brought back a lot of memories!
What wonderful memories your post brings! Melissa, it's a perfect scrapbook page for you & the memory needs to be preserved. Print out your journaling, add a summer childhood photo or two, and voila--you have a page.
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