Each time I watch the girls dashing in and out of the spray, I think of the fountain in Greenville where we toddlers paddled around on bare feet. The swan spitting water down upon us. I remember running through the sprinkler at Brenda's house. Decked out in our bathing suits, we made for the water. It was a good day on the farm when kids were in water.
Summer and fun seems to go hand in hand with water. Grand Lake, Stillwater Beach, Millersburg pool, Greenville pool, Sugar Grove. For a farm kid, these were the best times of summer. Days lolling around a pool was indeed a treat. One for which I was always grateful.
Fountains, pools, a simple sprinkler most definitely mean that summer is here.
Last one in is a rotten egg!!!!
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