Summer, I hardly knew you.
When you were a kid, did you want summer to never end or were you anxious to go back to school?
I was on the side of wanting summer to last forever. Well, I would let winter in there, for I loved the snow too.
Then I did. Now I’m not racing down hill on a slid.
Oh but the summers, three whole months--heaven.
Oh, later on when I was a teenager I had to pick cherries and peaches and apricots, but that was preferable to school. And I could ride my horse.
With my affection for horses, you can see why I must wish on a white horse now and again.
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My horse wasn’t white and truth be known I prefer non-white horses, but they can be quite spectacular when cleaned up and gorgeous, and they are for wishing upon.
This is the only known surviving picture of Boots and Joyce
Guess I’m waxing nostalgic, realizing that life changes and the body changes, and I’m not young anymore.
Youth, you didn’t hang around long enough.
Richard Bach, author of Illusions and Jonathan Livingston Seagull said, “If you wonder if your mission on earth is over if you’re alive it isn’t.”
So here I am attempting to follow my mission, putting one foot in front of the other, and letting my fingers do the talking.
Odd that I didn’t like school, for I love reading, and learning, but being penned up for 6 hours a day, plus preparation and riding the school bus or walking to school—that shot the entire day.
I have mentioned before that one of my pet peeves is homework which ought to be called school work, but isn’t, because it is school work brought home.
Let kids be kids.
While I am on the subject of learning I found that the Barnes and Noble bookstore is kept afloat by selling adult coloring books, a new craze.
Walking through Barnes and Noble the other day I noticed that they are filling the tables with the classics—Hemingway, Steinbeck. Great, read those, but I wondered where the new Steinbeck's are.
Ray Bradbury said, “If you can read you have an entire education.”