Our Fun Monday Host this week is Molly, Return of the White Robin . She requested that we share a fond memory of childhood and some pictures. There are very few pictures of my childhood. There are, however, many memories. Little snippets of sounds and smells raced through my mind today as I tried to find a trail to follow. I jotted down many that I hoped would provide me with an idea for today's assignment. Then, I realized that these little bits and pieces are part of the jig saw puzzle of me -- of who I am. You don't have to put them together, but I think you'll see the picture. Childhood Memories The chorus of frogs from the pond in the lower pasture that lulled us to sleep on warm summer nights. Catching polliwogs in the creek that disappeared several pastures over into a foliage camouflaged ravine. The distinct sweet smell of new born kittens inside a barrel in the fruit house The hunt for the elusive Tiger Lily in the open fields, and the pungent s...
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hope you are better now. did at least your children take pictures?
I don't have this problem (yet) !
Thanks for coming by. I'd love to know how to visit the blog from OK, that was about a visit to Branson. Would be fun to see their view of that area.
Hopefully you will see them all again soon for Christmas?
Take care, Love, Merle.
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Hugs and blessings,