A summer thought, and a writing prompt
In summer, it is easy for a delicious laziness to set in if we let it. We look at kids free from school and feel pangs of jealousy. Oh, to have unlimited time, a library card, and a swimming pool nearby. But we look back with nostalgia. Life doesn’t seem that simple anymore; maybe it wasn’t then. Memories float up of watermelon juice dripping down elbows onto the lawn, Uncle Hall making his famous hushpuppies at the house on the hill, the smell of Solarcaine on a night made s
