Summer Memories ... add yours!

[Karen]

It has been awfully hot and muggy the past few days, and we may have a thunderstorm tonight, which would be good!


One of my favorite summer memories was sitting and playing rummy on the porch during thunderstorms with my grandfather, Bummy. (My eldest cousin couldn't pronounce Grandpa as a kid, and her name for him, "Bummy" stuck, no disrespect was ever intended.) Playing cards with Bummy was fun because he never "let" you win, so if you actually beat him, it was extra fun!

[ramanth]

Getting Root Beer Floats from my Grandma right after swimming in the lake. Grandpa would sit there and pout and then ask, "Where's mine?"

Being ankle deep in muck catching turtles, frogs, and tadpoles. Taking the tadpoles home and watching them grow into frogs.

Taking the old army jeep for rides in the woods and looking for deer tracks, coyote tracks, and birds.

Watching the sun set while listening to the loons.

I miss summers at my grandparent's cottage sooooo much.

[chocolatepuppy]

Some of my fondest summer memories as a child would have to be the many camping trips my parents took us on.

[zippy-kat]

Riding Miss Mare through the sprinklers!


When I was little and we'd go back to WV to visit family, my mom would sometimes wake me in the mornings by putting bunnies in bed with me. I'm usually a light sleeper so, it didn't take much movement to wake me. As I'd "come to," she'd softly say, "Hold real still." and it was about that time that they'd hop, hop, hop up to the pillows for cuddles.

[Moesha]

My maternal grandmother and her sister lived in Florida. During the summers they would come and stay in a single wide trailer on our property. We would go over there and play with them every day. I fondly remember games of whist and eating tuna sandwiches cut into four pieces, on the diagonal.

I also remember one summer when our tv was broken acting out scenes, real and made up, from Return of the Jedi with my siblings almost every day in our living and dining rooms.

[Suki Wingy]

Kimmy, your summers sound the best!

[kuhio98]

Jumping off the fishing pier into the Gulf of Mexico ~ Mississippi
Getting chased by water buffalo while collecting tadpole eggs from rice patties ~ Taiwan
The smell of hot dust during a summer shower ~ Alaska

Unfortunately, since we were in the military, none of my summer memories involve relatives. We were always moving halfway across the world during the summer.

[Almita]

When i was younger, my brothers still living here. We would stay up at night, and leave to go to a fast food place and order food, then we would go on the roof of our house, and just eat.

Also, we would go to Yuma, to visit my family and have parties, getting to see everyone was always great.

Another memory, we would go to san diego, and go to sea world. Which made me love san diego so much!

Miss those days

[moosmom]

Our family had a small lot on Bolton Lake. All the men in the family built a small garage, complete with a port-a-pottie. We had some WONDERFUL summers there growing up. I go here a lot when it's nice out. I want to go kyaking on it (I rowed in High School). We used to have a sailboat (Sunfish). If only I could go back to that era for one more time. Back then there were no worries (you were a kid!! what is there to worry about at that age??)

Bolton Lake is my all time favorite place to go.

[lizbud]

I still have great memories of summertime when I was a kid. We lived
1/2 block from a city park & spent many afternoons playing there with
neighborhood kids & also my cousins. It was close enough for us to hear
my mom's call to supper.

My brothers & I loved to play "kick the can" on our sidewalk in the evenings.
When it started to get dark, we caught fireflys around the front porch till
mom called us inside for baths & bed.

[Medusa]

Probably my favorite memory is that of berry picking when I lived in the country for a very brief time or when I visited my older sister. I especially liked elderberries and my parents would make elderberry jam and pies. Back then, little girls wore dresses a lot, even to play in, and I would carry the berries home in my skirt and, of course, have berry stains all over my dress but my mother never scolded me. (Not for that, anyhow.) Usually by the time I got home though, the berries were gone. Catching "lightning bugs" (fireflies) and going to the Dairy Queen after dark and Dad would allow me to go in my pajamas are also fond memories. (I rode in the back seat.)

[cyber-sibes]

When it started to get dark, we caught fireflys around the front porch till mom called us inside for baths & bed.

Me & my brothers did that too! I still love watching fireflys.
We lived just a few blocks from the local park & swimming pool, and all summer we would practically live at the pool. Only went home for meals & to go to sleep. They used to have recreation activities for the kids at the park, too. I recall making LOTS and LOTS of gifts for Mom out of pop-sicle sticks!

[sparks19]

Spending weekends up at our trailer. So many memories of that place. it's even where I got my first kiss LOL. We had that trailer for 15 or 20 years. it was very sad when they got rid of it

Spending one week a year at a cottage up in HOney Harbor Ontario. all we ever did was fish, swim, eat ice cream, go out on the boat, get poutine at the chip wagon because we didn't want to take the time to cook becuase we were having too much fun, sit by the fire, get thrown off the dock by your cousin in all your clothes... not a swimsuit lol, and when I got... closer... to drinking age lol we would just sit around and play cards and drink when it was raining or bring some drinks to the dock for fishing. AWESOME. We still go up there from time to time but it is hard to do it every year. Hoping to do it in the next two or three years when we can bring Hannah and she can have fun too.

[Karen]

Visiting Aunt Bertha's house in New Hampshire, and gliding on the glider couch on the back porch, screened in, but overlooking just New Hamphire White Mountain wilderness.

[Karen]

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