Oh To Be a Kid in Summer!!
I miss summer. I miss being able to play, and be carefree and even bored sometimes. I miss bike rides to the community pool with friends, I miss frozen Charleston Chew bars, sand in my shoes, sweat in my eyes, and shivering after eating an ice cream cone on a warm summer evening. I miss summer camp, canoeing, camp fires and camp songs. I miss the anticipation of summer travel and the joy of spending time away from home. I miss The Beach Boys blasting from Aunties convertible, I miss fishing off the dock at Cape Porpoise. I miss Grammy’s “grape-aid” at Swift River and floating over the rocks made smooth from the current. I miss lobsters on the flag stone walk, tuna sandwiches and little bottles of ginger-ale on the beach. I miss strawberry shortcake made with peaches just for me, and sitting in Grammy’s yard till way after dark. I miss the smell of fresh shaved wood in the shop and the smell of the ocean and coastal vegetation as we walked to the cove. I miss the feeling of coming home and sleeping in my own bed, and the sound of the crickets as I drifted off to sleep…
I can’t have those days back, but I’m learning to live fondly with the memories of them.
I’m making new summer memories now. Like these:







Many of those memories are mine, also. You stated them beautifully.
oh, you made my mind wander back, for sure…I don’t have coastal memories except being a small child in California, but we moved back home to Ohio when I was 6.
I see different sights and smell different smells, but thanks for sending me back to a simpler time. I enjoyed it so much. You certainly have a gift for description.
Love the pic of Mary and her pool.
Hi! yeah, weird… those were GREAT days…. great days. THanks for the reminder. Maybe I should slow down and go to the park for a while…
Hey thanks all, for the encouraging words!
JMay, thanks for stopping by and commenting! Love the work you’re doing.
That’s one of the best parts of summer! Inflatable pools…I love them. That and Slip-N-Slides.
slip-n-slides are evil ruggles! i always sprained a toe or finger somehow on those!
those are awesome memories Lori.
makes me wanta be a kid again too.
that’s it. i’m protesting!!!