Thursday, July 21, 2011
When I was at “home” we had a nice yard with several huge willows which kept the yard cool. I can remember running around and having a great time, taking a drink from the hose when we got thirsty.
When I was at my old home, I would sit for hours and read, either inside or out. Cooling off there was a dip in the river, the Mullica River which flowed behind our house. It was very swift where I lived, but I could handle it. I use to love walking up the river through the woods, jumping in, and floating down to our back yard.
When I was at my Grandmother’s there was the ocean, always cooler than the air around me, and always refreshing. I spent millions of hours on the beach when I was growing up, and don’t ever remember being hot… there was instant cool waiting for me in the Atlantic.
I don’t think hot was ever an issue to me… wish it wasn’t now!