Monday, July 12, 2010

Lost Magic Of Summer

Although I tend to hate the heat of a Memphis Summer now, if I take a break from the noisy buzz of the daily adult grind, and take a deep breath, I can remember some of the magic that Summer could conjure up as a child.

Here are a few of the things that summer meant to me as a child growing up in the south.

Catching Fireflies

Going Barefoot (ah my soul)!

Riding In Back Of The Old Pickup Truck

The Smell of Freshly Cut Grass!

Watermelon, and sometimes
biting off more than one could chew...

Oh Summer heat, still deliciously sweet if you can find just the right way of looking at it.

I Miss My Childhood,

Aunt Jackie

(repeat from "I Miss My Childhood" -linked above)


patti said...

I found a link to your blog on the Nablopomo page. I love summer! Especially since I have summers off from work. (I am so stealing the I Love You vid.)

Furtheron said...

running around the old orchard near us with my mates... normally pretending to be Thunderbirds or in some WWII fight... All now built on!

Going to the beach - two in particular a stoney one at Herne Bay (Still my sisters favourite spot in the world) and Broadstairs Viking Beach where I'd sit digging and building castles for hours as my Mum read a book. I learnt to swim there too :-)

Jay said...

Lots of cool stuff about summer. The heat and humidity get old, but it's still better than having to warm the car up and scrape the frost or ice off with windows.

Robyn said...

You're speaking to my soul with bare feet and watermelon! We don't really have fireflies in Sacramento.

Aunt Jackie said...

Nice ones you guys... I welcome anyone else who would like to share their nice summer memories.

Yes the heat and humidity are bad, I do love colder weather tho hehe ;)

Aww Robyn, no fireflies?? :-O