The long and the short of it
As the long summer days give way to shorter autumn ones, and the leaves start to change colours, all I can say is WHEW!
This summer was a hot one and it reminded me of my days as a kid on the farm. I'm not sure if the days were as hot back then, but I was outside all the time! I'd be a dark brown from the sun and my hair would actually be a light sandy brown. So maybe now I feel the heat as more of an oppressive wall that slams me in the face when I walk outside, where as a kid I was running to feel the wind on my face.
Ah, summer time memories.
Yes, I know not much of a post, but what can I say!
posted by Fyrebaugh @ 10:26 AM
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My childhood summertime memories mostly consist of lawn mowing and bike riding.
I wrecked my bike once riding through a pile of leaves. Some dork had piled leaves up on top of an old log, or something.
I got chased away from my lawn mower once by a swarm of dragonflies. There were probably 40-50 of them.
I almost got bit by a duck once while mowing the lawn.
These are all true stories. No wonder I like the great indoors so much.
I love the outdoors when it's *not* summer. The temperature is now perfect for walking... not too hot, not too cold.
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