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Everyone mentioning fireflies is making me think of the summer night we really got to know my cousin's brand-new husband. When he grabbed a plastic cup and leapt off my parents' porch, we wondered what was up - but it just turned out he was catching a couple fireflies in a cup to marvel at and then let go. At that point, we decided he was okay!
Every once in a while we have a firefly or two in our back yard here, and it always makes me smile!
Ok, now that Karen mentioned fireflies again, it brought up another memory for me. It was dark and my husband (at that time) was still outside, so I thought I'd go find him and when I did, he was standing at the split rail fence taking it all in: there were hundreds and hundreds of fireflies hovering. It looked as though we had lit up the back portion of our property. My now late SIL had never seen a firefly before and when she saw that, she was awestruck! This is a great thread! :)
Hmmm... lets see here...
Oh, catching fireflys with my cousins back at my grandparents house in Illinois
Going to the cottage in Wisconsin with the entire family:love:
Swimming with the neighbors
Family & friends, and sometimes neighborhood BBQs
Taking walks with the dogs in the park at night
Just thought of another summertime treat when we were kids. There
was a wreck of a the Blue Bird Pie company delivery truck on our corner
one time & the pies got throw around (inside their boxs) & unfit to deliver.
The driver let all the people have free pies.:) Each of us kids brought
a pie back to mom with the story of "free pies". She went outside to check
our story before she let us keep them.:)
LOL, The end of the story should be, For the rest of the summer we thought of different ways to get a truck to crash for more free pies!:DQuote:
Originally Posted by lizbud
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Out here we had the Helms Bakery Truck. It was a Ford with double doors at the back, You'd flag him down like the ice cream man.
He's open the doors and you see six shelves of baked goods. You'd ask him for donuts and he'd sllllllllllllliiiiiiiiiiiddddddddde open this long drawer. I was short enough to get the whiff of the MAPLE DONUTS-God Bless America, my mouth is watering!!!! He had pies, turnovers, chips, bread and cookies.
It was like a baked food junky's mobile dealer!:eek:
The smell of the pond on a summer's day
Running over the hot sand to
Dump the towels in pile on shore and then
Crash into the cool water
Pine trees shading the forest trail
A carpet of needles muffling our footsteps
An unseen bird yelling about territory invaded
Somewhere in the trees overhead
Strawberry-picking in the hot sun
Singing freedom songs in tandem with my brother
The straw poking at our bare knees as we
Kneel between the fragrant rows
Fireflies blinking in the velvety darkness
Everchanging constellations of insect romance
While we watch from the porch, drinking minty iced tea
And half-heartedly playing cards
The sznzzzap of the bug zapper
A slap of hand against skin - dang mosquitos
We'd lit a mosquito coil, but the breeze changed
Or maybe the mosquitos just didn't care
bump......... I wanted another day to remember & share stories.:)
One line that I am sure will evoke many memories for people:
Fragrant ripe tomatoes fresh from the garden, warm from the sun
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Originally Posted by Karen
This line evokes recent memories.:D The empty house behind me with
the mystery garden full of" free tomatoes" has been sold to a nice couple.
The wife is an avid gardener who has a veggie garden growing right now.
She has already promised me plenty of fresh tomatoes, lettice,etc.
I can't wait. :D
Hee hee - did you tell her of last season's purloined bounty?Quote:
Originally Posted by lizbud
On another note:
The hum of dragonflies over swamp
The perfect summer tan. And those white cheeks that would light up the room when you changed in the dark!
Peeling a sunburn!
Getting too much sun and feeling like crap.
Hot sand, cold sea water.
Sitting on a curb eating a just=bought ice cream cone.
BRAIN FREEZE from a slurpee!
A hot run across the asphalt!
Thought of this one last night, standing in the long line at Cabots:
Getting ice cream from the stand at the dairy farm. It took me several years before buying ice cream at a place that didn't smell of grass, hay and cows didn't feel like cheating!