My favorite summer memory is just a collection of lovely thoughts of living in a small rural community....walking all around town barefoot, under the sun, through bristly dry fields, popsicle in hand, & waving to old folks on their porches. Life was so easy & sweet.
I just can't resist adding photos so here are a couple pictures of Jack at a parade in Sisters, Oregon- classic summertime :)
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I was in Sisters one summer (brother-in-law got married at
Camp Sherman, pretty nearby). Anyway, missed the big quilt show by one week. *sigh*
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