Happy First Day of Summer!
Some of my fondest childhood memories are of
the lazy days of summer. It would start with the
flowers blooming in my grandmothers garden.
We'd anxiously await that glorious last day of
school when there was no more homework, no
more tests, just the celebrated final day when
the bells would ring for the last time until fall.
Then it was long days of playing outside, endless
bike rides through the neighborhood, and catching
lightening bugs. A day at the pool here, a picnic
there. Ahhh those sublimely simple days.
Images from my parents garden
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