Prince Snow Farm

6.28.2016

Summer

It's summer! Yes! As a child, I counted down the days….yearning for the freedoms that summer brought forth. 



 We would tumble through the yellowed fields behind our house, (all five of us), ducking in and out of the tall grasses. A perfect path down the center brought us to a marsh teeming with life…mussels and crabs and sea lavender. 


If Dad was with us we were allowed to follow the narrow boardwalk out to the dock to "soak our feet".  Cool, salty water lapped over dirty feet and splashed across our tired legs. A true joy of summer. 


Other days we would ride our bikes from sunup to sundown…gathering hands full of wild raspberries and blackberries….our stained fingers and lips always giving away our adventure.



With so many brothers and sisters, and equally as many kids in the neighborhood, we threw together baseball games…using clothes poles and pine trees as bases...



…and we played hide n' seek til the last glimmer of daylight had eeked away, or the mosquitoes chased us indoors….whichever came first.


 Of course my childhood summers would not have been complete without gardens to water, sticky blossomed petunias to deadhead, or beans to pick. They would have been meaningless without the call of the Purple Finch, or the first sighting of the Baltimore Oriole. 


Summer….a path of childhood's memories carving me into who I am.
Free. Alive. 
(and still counting down the days :)

{Rose pictured is David Austin Roses' "A Shropshire Lad"}

17 comments:

  1. Summers are/were a precious time.
    I know exactly how you feel.
    As a teacher, the day school was out for the summer, I was so excited to enjoy my time at home and with our 3 sweet girls.
    Summer gardening is a challenge where I live because of the heat.
    Your gardening summer memories are lovely.
    Thank you for joining our Garden Party.

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    1. It's true! As a teacher, I do count the days…and even now with 12 and 17 year olds, I still love being there for breakfast, and just to be together as a family. Then of course there's the garden!

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  2. Beautiful images and heart-felt words, I love this post.

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    1. Thanks Carol….seems any memories anchored in the garden, spring forth so easily!

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  3. You described summer to a T. It's so hot here in Texas but they are very special days. Loved this post!

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  4. You described summer to a T. It's so hot here in Texas but they are very special days. Loved this post!

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    1. Thanks Stacey. I am definitely a summer girl.

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  5. Oh yes, I would have never stayed inside unless it was lightening!

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    1. It's true, we were outside all day…with dirty feet, skinned knees, and great big smiles! And even during storms, we would go on my parent's big white porch and count the seconds between lightning and thunder!

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  6. Thank you for sharing your childhood memories with us! You memories are just as vivid as mine and even now I can recall them with such joy and splendor.
    What a precious time of life it was and how blessed we are to remember them with such detail and fondness!
    Wishing you a lovely week,
    Jemma

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    1. Aw thanks Jemma! We are blessed to have lovely childhood memories to recall, you are right. You have a wonderful week as well!

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  7. It's neat to remember our childhood adventures.. we had a big oak woods out in the "country" where we lived and we'd all go out there and scare ourselves silly... we called it "Spook Woods". Love your roses. ((hugs)), Teresa :-)

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    1. Ooh that sounds like fun, and just what we would have loved! And thanks, my new David Austin, "A Shropshire Lad".

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  8. Super Pretty, Monica!! Loved how nostalgic it felt.

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  9. I've added this lovely rose to my list of those I would like to add to my yard. It's so pretty and has such a fun name. Thank you for joining the garden party.

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    1. It's a climber, but I haven't trained upward yet, waiting for a few shoots!

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