The good old times of childhood :) when parents would actually let their kids spray each other with the garden hose. I'm glad my mom let us have water fights :) we used ice cream buckets AND the garden hose.
At the beach! She told the seashell her story, whispering every secret her memories held. Then she laid that shell at the ocean's edge and watched the tide pick it up and bring it out to sea. Hopefully, the mermaids will get her message.
hot summer days when the "ice cream" truck would be such a treat.memories of me chasing the ice cream truck several circling blocks while the idiot driver certainly must have been laughing his head off.