My Granny Singing in the Kitchen
The way my grandpa always smelled faintly of regular gasoline, Aqua Velva, and Vitalis
My Mom's smile.
Walking through the freshly plowed fields
Easter Dresses and Black Patent Leather Shoes
Taking the Row Boat out in the pond
Playing in the rain
Shelling peas under the Chinaberry Tree
Family Reunions
Beach Vacations
Picking wild blackberries
Wearing cut off shorts
Playing "Kick the Can"
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I have amnesia...it's easy to forget my childhood lol.
ReplyDeleteAwww, I have forgotten more than I can remember. I guarantee that!
ReplyDeleteThere are several of those that you can still do. Go cut off some jeans and play kick the can with your baby! In particular though I miss walking on the freshly scraped red dirt roads of south Georgia, when the drying dirt would crumble like streusel under my toes.
ReplyDeleteExactly what I was thinking about Brook.....:)
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