Dreams

It has been a long time since my last post. I think that you may only ever get to count on posts in the summertime (if at all).  This post comes at last because of a fortunate snow day.  My apologies if you have had frustrations waiting for a post, but, in my defense, being a junior high student around here is quite a busy business.  Here and now, in the middle of all of this bitter cold and snow, I dream of those heavenly summer days.  I dream of being warm.  I dream of wearing shorts and flip flops.  I dream of the green grass and wildflowers.  I dream of all the good summer brings in nature and life.  What would we do without our summers?  This is a taste of what I dream of:

Every summer, my dad's side of the family has a family reunion in the town park.  We have all sorts of fun. Last summer we had a water based timed course.  First, you had to shave a balloon, then steer a beach ball with a hose, then carry a cup of water with holes in it on your head, then throw sponges at a target, and then toss spongy pool toys into rings.  Between each of these stations, a couple of my uncles would throw water balloons at you.  (you lost points for getting hit)  The person with the fastest time won.  The following is the, as yet, unmentioned last step.

The Last Obstacle

Adorable, isn't it?  And way harder than it may look.  (especially for us older people: the flippers were very small)  I think that these are the times that you remember forever.  But, for now, summer is still just a dream.  Since school was called off because of winter, maybe I should change tack. This resembles the view from my front door:

Yes, it's cold.  No, there's probably not that much snow out there.  This is an old picture from another winter that I searched all over for.  Still, it's pretty close.  I've spent almost two hours on this.  Mostly the time was spent looking for the type of pictures I wanted.  

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