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Summer Days

As I often do on Thursdays, today I’m participating in Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop. This is the prompt I chose this week:

2.) Describe what summer is like at your house.

My summer days usually begin by catching the sunrise.

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Then it’s putting the final touches on the day’s blog post, answering e-mails, then going for my morning walk (weather permitting).

I’ve become very fond of flowers.  A friend, who shall remain nameless (okay, it’s Pam, Sammy’s mom at One Spoiled Cat) calls it an addiction. Of course, this fondness means lots of time spent outdoors: planting, water, pruning and just enjoying.

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Many Saturday nights during the summer find us at our local short-track, Langley Speedway, for stock car racing. (We have trackside parking in turn three.)

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Our summer always includes a couple of hydroplane races.

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And then, there’s this horsepower – on the OBX.

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But there’s nothing quite like ending the day with a sunset at home, especially if these two are visiting.

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Care to share what summer’s like at your house?

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Childhood Summers

Today, for Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop, I chose this prompt:

4). List your top 10 favorite things about summer –  growing up.

Here’s my list, in no particular order:

1.) NO SCHOOL for what felt like forever!  I’ve mentioned before how much I disliked school. Since time passes much more slowly when you’re a child, summers seemed to go on and on.

2.) Weekly Reader newspapers.  Do you remember those? It was so exciting to go to the mailbox and discover that I had mail. Just the words “Weekly Reader” bring back memories of reading the stories and working the puzzles.

3.) Visiting the dairy barn for afternoon milking.  I’ve written before about the dairy barn directly across the highway from our house. During the summer, I’d ride on the tractor with the dairy worker when he went out to round up the cows for the afternoon milking.  Inside the barn, I’d watch as the milking machines were hooked up to the cows.

4.) The front porch.  Summer days were spent playing dolls on the front porch. Summer nights we’d sit on the porch until bedtime. (These were the days before air conditioning.)

Mama and me by the front porch. We spent many hours in that swing.

5.) Lime sherbert floats. Actually, my first memory of floats were those made with vanilla ice cream and Coke. Then we discovered lime sherbert and Seven Up or Sprite.  These were a treat on those really hot days.

6.) Playing in the old shed with my nieces and nephews. They were brave enough to go up in the “loft”, but I never was. I’d just climb high enough to look up there.

My brother-in-law, Ed, and me; the old shed in the background

 7.) Watching Dark Shadows in the afternoon. I was actually 13 when it first aired, but that still qualifies as being during my “growing up” years. Mom and I would ride to my sister’s house almost every afternoon, so I could watch with my nephews, who were near my age. I was too scared to watch it by myself. (Although I did have a crush on Quentin.)

8.) Watching Andy Griffith in the morning. No, I didn’t spend all day watching tv, but I recall a time when the Andy Griffith show was airing right around lunchtime. I’d eat my sandwich while watching the antics of Andy, Aunt Bee, Opie and Goober. (I don’t recall having a crush on any of the Mayberry men.)

9.) Vacation Bible School.  Such fond memories of “Preparation  Day”, and learning new songs, scriptures and crafts. The following Sunday evening, we’d have a “Commencement” ceremony, where we’d proudly show our church family what we learned that week.

10.) Mama’s vegetable garden. She grew peas, corn, green beans, lima beans and squash in her garden.  Why was this one of my favorite things about summer? Because, unlike many children, I loved vegetables. Especially Mama’s homegrown ones.

I so enjoyed my summers growing up in the country. Sometimes now, when I hear children (and teachers!) counting down the days left in the school year, I smile at the memory.

Linking up to Mama Kat’s.

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