tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-852120052681681870.post6567197943556712904..comments2023-04-03T15:29:32.313-05:00Comments on I Digress...: The Lazy Days of SummerBeth M. Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03616567155106948675noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-852120052681681870.post-2757033111114650212011-08-11T16:21:03.111-05:002011-08-11T16:21:03.111-05:00That neighbor would be Nancy! We have been friends...That neighbor would be Nancy! We have been friends for 55 years!Marynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-852120052681681870.post-88117530005693089872011-08-11T05:54:23.700-05:002011-08-11T05:54:23.700-05:00Mary - was Nancy the neighbor? Sounds like
Rose &...Mary - was Nancy the neighbor? Sounds like <br />Rose & I planning our summer days ; )<br />We played Ghost in the Graveyard...I think we<br />Should teach the kids these games some night<br />down at the Lake ; )Beth M. Woodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03616567155106948675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-852120052681681870.post-46819855956490417752011-08-10T22:04:51.754-05:002011-08-10T22:04:51.754-05:00Wonderful blog and great pictures Beth...Hopefully...Wonderful blog and great pictures Beth...Hopefully those Lake house memories will continue for generations. A dream come true.<br /><br />Let me regress to my summertime childhood memories. The day began by asking, okay begging, my mom if my chores were done. If they were or she was just tired of me begging I could start my daily preferred activities. I would pack a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in a paper bag. Then went outside to yell for my girlfriend from my yard to hers next door. After a positive confirmation from her mother we headed off to the local park to play dodge ball, checkers, a board game called mill played with soda bottle caps, volleyball, softball, and run thru the water fountain, air dry and repeat the process. After dinner the neighborhood kids would get together to play "tin can alley" (a version of hide and seek we made up) in the alley behind our house until those infamous streets lights came on. I would not have changed a thing!Marynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-852120052681681870.post-39441218608429042692011-08-10T17:25:01.482-05:002011-08-10T17:25:01.482-05:00Linda - ah, but the other half of the day...they p...Linda - ah, but the other half of the day...they played like angels, right? So looking forward to our critique group next week!<br /><br />Mom - good memories...funny how your summers sound a lot like mine! ; )Beth M. Woodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03616567155106948675noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-852120052681681870.post-18133363549450649652011-08-10T09:15:02.674-05:002011-08-10T09:15:02.674-05:00I remember walking to the library and bringing hom...I remember walking to the library and bringing home as many books as I could carry. Then I would sit out in the sun, slathered in baby oil (to get the darkest tan possible!)and read. We rode bikes all day and came home when the street lights came on. After dinner we caught lightening bugs and put them in jars. Great times!drpffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10091600378615453971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-852120052681681870.post-79733347975109640832011-08-09T16:05:37.625-05:002011-08-09T16:05:37.625-05:00Beth,
This sounds delightful, sure to please every...Beth,<br />This sounds delightful, sure to please everyone, and yes I know what you mean about all of them talking and playing Legos nicely together. I had two grandchildren today and they aggravated and yelled at one another half the day. Lake house...my dream.Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.com