Sentimental Sundays


We wait impatiently all school year for these days to come. For later bed times, sleeping in, and all the fun in the sun. Then for two weeks it rains and we are stuck inside Where we quickly run out of things to do and places to hide. Kids; bickering and restless, wanting to be… Continue reading SUMMER

Sentimental Sundays

Spring on my Street.

When the birds flock to the rafters to build their nests, And the bees cover the dandelions making you watch your steps. The pot-bellied pig on the corner starts wandering around, And fires are burning from every pit in the ground. The smell of cut grass and roasted marshmallow treats, There is no doubt that… Continue reading Spring on my Street.