Every summer has a story to tell . . .
having a splash in a cool pool of water . . .
family times . . . .
cooling off at the shore times . . .
fields filled with daisies . . .
watermelon on ice . . .
cotton ball clouds a-top ripening fields of wheat . . .
laundry that smells of sunny days . . .
sand between your toes . . .
lavender and bumble bees . . .
ice lollies . . .
dancing barefoot on the grass . . .
sun showers . . . dancing in the rain . . .
blowing bubbles into the sky . . .
daisy crowns . . .
a tisket a tasket . . . a picnic in a basket . . .
sunsets shared . . .
garden lights . . .
and fire fly nights . . .
“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Baking in The English Kitchen today . . . Jumbo Cappuccino and White Chocolate Muffins.
It's raining here today. Hope your Sunday is filled with blessings and relaxation . . .
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'til next time . . .