The next Fun Monday host for July 9th is Deb of Deb's Melon's Patch. Deb's request is, "Show your favorite place to relax. It can be a chair, corner, ledge, or limb. :) Get out those cameras and take pics or just write how you feel when you are in your zone." If you have a favorite place to relax, hurry over to Deb's to sign-up for the next Fun Monday challenge.
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Another Summer Memory
On July 2nd, our most recent Fun Monday challenge hosted by Jenni of Prairie Air was to share summer memories. I especially enjoyed this particular challenge not only because I was able to share a specifically fond memory. But also, as I read and enjoyed other's memories, I was able to once again revisit old memories that I had once forgotten. Furthermore, these trips down memory lane somehow made the present summer even more precious. So as Daddy D went for a walk down to the blacktop, as a butterfly fluttered by, or as the nighttime thunder awoke me, I remembered, if only for a moment, that these events are to be treasured.
On that very day, Monday, July 2, after entering my Fun Monday post, I came across some old and forgotten photographs. This was a particularly exciting find because the discovery was serendipitous. I found these old pictures quite by accident; I was cleaning the basement not really looking for anything. Thus again, I find myself on the path down memory lane.
In my childhood before television came to our city, the summers of the neighborhood children were spent in industrious play. As I remember, we spent hours upon hours playing outside inventing all sorts of fun. One of the events that the neighborhood children devised was our own parade. Like the regular street parades, our vehicles were fancifully decorated, usually with crepe paper. Then, our little band of participants would parade around our block on the sidewalk. The recently found picture features of one of those parades,The dog's name is Daisy. The blond child in the foreground is Susan; her sister, Gwenie is a taller girl with glasses in the background. Their baby brother, Kim , is in the stroller. Marcia, another neighborhood girl in a grass skirt, is pulling the wagon. The little girl in the wagon is Linda, who I considered my best friend. Although I am not in the photograph, I fondly remember these grand parades. Unfortunately, I do not remember the identity of the two girls in the middle of the parade. Those were the days my friend.