Ahhh, Summertime
When with a dare, I
swung a pail of freshly picked cherries over my head, holding them in the
bucket until a missed turn tumbled them to the ground.
Letting my hair fly in
the wind as my uncle took me on wild rides on the back of his topless Jeep. Whoa! Under the branches and over dirt trails
through the sunshine and country
side.
Barefoot while walking through the
apple orchard where the soil
was finely sifted and squished through the toes,
oh the warmth and joy of
it all.
While in the apple orchard
finding just the
right amount of stripes, a perfect apple
sunburned by the sun.
The juice from that
first bite running down my arms in glorious delight.
Washing the soil and the
apple juice away as I leapt into the cool water of the irrigation pool
nearby.
Yes, those were the delights and
joys of summers long ago.
What JOY do you remember of summer times long ago?
What JOY do you remember of summer times long ago?
