Image via Wikipedia Today is going to be one of those days that you used to love as a kid. The hotter the day, the more you liked it! I picked a few quotes that took be back to the 60s!
Being a child at home alone in the summer is a high-risk occupation. If you call your mother at work thirteen times an hour, she can hurt you.
Erma Bombeck
My mom was always home during the summer but I'm sure that we drove her nuts anyway lol!
Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
Rupert Brooke
This brings back memories of our visits to my grandparents house on the highway. There was a great hill and all the cousins would slide down it on sheets of cardboard. Isn't it funny how you can be bored at home (although I don't recall) but there was almost always something to do at Nanny and Grandpas!
Celebrate Summer - Sun drenched days and starlit nights...
Gooseberry Patch
*I can remember my dad taking us out on those starlit nights and pointing out constellations to us! It was soooo magical!
Colored scents that fill the air as drowsy insects hum around in the meadow is the place of secret magic where nature alone renews itself.
Kate Bergquist
*The scents of a summer day when you were a child. It still amazes me that those scents must have been the same scents that our ancestors enjoyed when they were children too!
Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.
Sam Keen
*Good heavens... not in our house. Our dad didn't believe in laziness at any time!
Dirty hands, iced tea, garden fragrances thick in the air and a blanket of color before me, who could ask for more?
Bev Adams
*I can remember making mud pies on the swings... so there's the dirty hands part... the Kool-aide (our version of ice tea) and the scents of the garden growing and the flowers blooming... life was good!! Ahh, to be a kid again!
Being a child at home alone in the summer is a high-risk occupation. If you call your mother at work thirteen times an hour, she can hurt you.
Erma Bombeck
My mom was always home during the summer but I'm sure that we drove her nuts anyway lol!
Breathless, we flung us on a windy hill, laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.
Rupert Brooke
This brings back memories of our visits to my grandparents house on the highway. There was a great hill and all the cousins would slide down it on sheets of cardboard. Isn't it funny how you can be bored at home (although I don't recall) but there was almost always something to do at Nanny and Grandpas!
Celebrate Summer - Sun drenched days and starlit nights...
Gooseberry Patch
*I can remember my dad taking us out on those starlit nights and pointing out constellations to us! It was soooo magical!
Colored scents that fill the air as drowsy insects hum around in the meadow is the place of secret magic where nature alone renews itself.
Kate Bergquist
*The scents of a summer day when you were a child. It still amazes me that those scents must have been the same scents that our ancestors enjoyed when they were children too!
Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.
Sam Keen
*Good heavens... not in our house. Our dad didn't believe in laziness at any time!
Dirty hands, iced tea, garden fragrances thick in the air and a blanket of color before me, who could ask for more?
Bev Adams
*I can remember making mud pies on the swings... so there's the dirty hands part... the Kool-aide (our version of ice tea) and the scents of the garden growing and the flowers blooming... life was good!! Ahh, to be a kid again!