Thursday, August 31, 2017

Walking to McK at 9am

There was something FAMILIAR about the heat and the sunshine at 9am.

Something I remembered from a long time ago.
(See the song Summer Breeze, and lilacs in bloom and my father coming home from work.  i'm turning into him)

Walking today, I had a flashback to the time when I must've left the house to go play with my friends down the street.  All the kids were outside playing in the summer time.

Julie used to have her sprinkler going.

I poured a bucket of water on the boys when they came over to tease us.  (But maybe they wanted to be cooled down)

TV in the 70's. Tom Sawyer and Becky on a steamboat??

The colors were different then.

Walking down near lake Street, i remember the summer I spent-probably in high school- cutting receipes out of women's magazines and organizing them by category. And then ALPHABETICALLY!

And then I came home, walking up the hills, smelling someone on my block frying something.  And when I reached our door, it was my MOM making Sweet Potato fries and Chicken Croquettes!!

Good sun!! (Last day of summer!!)