It is a cool and windy day, and the rain is pouring down. Just what my garden needs. I am sure that this will make things 'pop'. I love that!
Speaking of 'pop', the green spaces along the highways and the median strips between the traffic headed in in opposite directions? Why is that mown? It is a huge waste of Department of Transportation money. It seems so much simpler just to plant it all in wildflowers and let it go wild.
This is the last week of school. I remember how that free feeling of getting off the bus one last time, and knowing that I did not have to go back to school for three whole months. William is getting psyched up for it now and I cannot listen to his excited chatter without remembering my own excitement 55 years ago.
So much has changed since then. I remember the big green shades above the open windows and rattle of them when the wind blew. The rows of florescent lights in the perforated tiled ceiling. The way the doors would be propped open at the end of each hall to make a breezeway. Parents simply walked into the school to pick up their kids. We had holiday parties with home made treats that our classmates bought in.
So many tiny memories, and it makes me sad to think that our children and grandchildren will never know them.