SUMMER
The word conjures up so many wonderful memories! There isn’t one magical summer that is my favorite, rather there are snippets, myriads of snippets.
- sparklers on Independence Day
- watching the Days of ’47 parade with cousins, aunts, and uncles
- dressing as a pioneer and marching in our own Primary neighborhood parade
- practicing the “Dead Man’s Fall” on the monkey bars
- swimming lessons
- bike rides to Tropical park
- running through sprinklers
- Disney World
- Epcot
- kickball in the front yard
- my mom’s summer schedule – field trips, library days, fun days, etc.
- Miami heat and humidity
- homemade mango ice cream
- catching lizards to make their tails fall off
- gathering chicken eggs with Guelito
- going to the beach
- Georgia peaches, ripe and juicy
- the Peach Festival complete with the world’s largest peach cobbler
- volleyball
- softball
- go-cart races
- reading all day with a big bag of peanut M&Ms in hand while it rained outside
- squishy red Georgia clay between my toes
- exploring the woods around our house
- snakes
- shoveling fresh manure on our garden
- vacations to Nauvoo, Washington D.C., Gettysburg, Hershey, Pennsylvania, Palmyra, NY
- learning to swath and rake hay
- driving a hay hauling truck while pregnant with my first and barely able to shift gears because of the belly
- fire trucks and sheriff cars complete with sirens coming to put out the fire that got out of hand while Mr. Ferrero Rocher burned weeds along a ditch
- eating watermelon grown by our neighbors
- family BBQs
- traveling back and forth to Sierra Valley, California for custom farming
- Frenchman Lake
- roads red with dead Mormon crickets
- Chilcoot Frosty double swirl ice cream cones
- the smoke alarms going off in the middle of the night while I am home alone with the children
- pinatas
- breaking down with all five children in the suburban and the closest help over an hour away
- painting rooms in a brand new home
- canning apple pie filling
- the book mobile
- the sound of laughter as my children climb trees in the orchard
- weeding the garden with Fudge – she talks the whole time!
- smell of fresh cut alfalfa hay
- toasting marshmallows to the perfect brown over a smoldering campfire
Other memories we are hoping to make this summer:
- a Mexican fiesta to celebrate my aunt’s wedding
- Ganache’s first birthday {the rest of our birthdays are in the autumn or winter}
- fixing up this 1951 Chevy Truck {well watching Mr. FR fix it up}
- playing flour tag
Join us for Wordfull Wednesday! Write about a favorite summer memory and come back and link up.
Julie says
Too fun! And funny. I did this today too, and I had no clue you were doing this here. 🙂 Mine, though, was just summer memories from my childhood. Maybe I’ll link up for the fun of it. It will be fun to read everybody’s memories.
Meg says
You know I hate skipping WW, I am pretty faithful, but when I saw this topic I felt woefully underqualified to write about it…since my favorite day of summer is Labor Day – when summer is “officially over”, lol. I have never been a summer fan. I would be entirely happy to skip from May 31 to September 1. But I loved reading your list. I don’t really have to love summer to have great memories-right?
I had an post outline in my mind, I wonder if it’s too late to get it put together? I have to write when the inspiration is flowing… 😉
Julie says
Meg, I’m curious! What makes you not a fan of summer?
Meg says
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Meg says
Julie: H.E.A.T.
Montse: I am starting to wonder if I would have a blog if it weren’t for you. 🙂