Summer Days

As an addendum to Summertime Magic, here is a mini post.  I admit, the day was so hot that I considered joining her, but my neighbors are somewhat conservative, and they have a couple teenage daughters, so it might not be appropriate for me to run through a sprinkler shirtless.

Although, Liz keeps asking me why I don’t mow the lawn shirtless too.  Maybe I just can’t escape some of my Lubbock conditioning, or am too old.  I do see a lot of old men mowing the lawn in slacks and sweater-vests; I guess that’s my future.  Anyway, I digress–here’s a child’s joy: