{"id":4573,"date":"2015-06-30T02:29:56","date_gmt":"2015-06-30T02:29:56","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/?p=4573"},"modified":"2015-06-30T02:38:35","modified_gmt":"2015-06-30T02:38:35","slug":"knee-deep-in-summer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/snicklefritz.net\/blog\/?p=4573","title":{"rendered":"Knee Deep in Summer"},"content":{"rendered":"

I love Summer. Always have.\u00a0 My first memories of Summer is playing with my brothers in the yard on the swing set I believe Daddy had built.\u00a0 It was made of wood which is why I believe he built it.\u00a0I would sit in a swing on that swing set waiting for the school bus to bring my brothers and sister home from school.\u00a0 Under the big walnut tree, swinging back and forth and watching for the yellow school bus.\u00a0 Then when I got to go to school, I looked forward to Summers and all the freedom we had as children on the farm to play and explore and help Daddy and Mother with chores and gardening.<\/p>\n

I remember one Summer strolling down the gravel road to my sister’s\u00a0, who lived just about a quarter of a mile from our house, singing “June is Busting Out All Over” from the musical State Fair.\u00a0 Dogs walking beside me about half way and then they would turn back and go home.\u00a0 We always had dogs which is why I think I love dogs so much.\u00a0 Mother did not have to worry about anything happening to me with the dogs along.\u00a0 My sister lived across from a big woods and anytime I went to visit her, I always made sure I was home before it got dark because the woods spooked my at night.\u00a0 I just knew something or someone would run out of them and catch me.<\/p>\n

Summer was picking strawberries in the garden, gathering eggs, \u00a0helping Daddy with the hay bailing by helping put the bales in the big red barn.\u00a0 He would drive the tractor and wagon stacked with hay bales in through\u00a0the big center doors of the barn and my brothers would throw the bales up into the hayloft.\u00a0 I would help by dragging the bales to where they were to be stacked using a kind of hook to grab the bales.\u00a0 Summer was hours of badminton,\u00a0 weeding in the garden, playing with new kittens in the barn, playing baseball in the barnyard and taking hikes with my brothers.\u00a0 It was time for swinging in the porch swing kicking it back and forth as I read a library book.\u00a0 Playing hide and go seek and kick the can and battle stations( a game my brothers made up where we ran\u00a0 every time we saw a car coming down our road.) Oh, Summers were wonderful.\u00a0 It was catching lightening bugs in jars and taking the jar to my bedroom at night and watching them flicker off and on.\u00a0 It was swimming in the little pond my brothers made by damming up a little stream that ran through my Daddy’s woods.\u00a0 I never thought of snakes or anything else in the water, it just was fun to play in it. It was playing Davy Crockett at an old cabin behind Daddy’s farm where my brothers and their friends threw walnuts at each other as I hid in the cabin pretending they were Davy Crockett fighting the Indians.<\/p>\n

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My mother was a gardener and I got the gardening gene from her.\u00a0 I love the flowers of Summer.<\/p>\n

We have had so much rain the flowers have grown big and blowzy \u00a0all over the\u00a0back yard.\u00a0 See the new fence David is building to keep Molly Marshmallow out of the garden?\u00a0 It almost disappears with all the flowers around it<\/p>\n

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Bonnie stays near the water bucket on these hot Summer days.\u00a0 She is twelve years old this Summer.\u00a0\u00a0 Seems like we just got her as a pup.<\/p>\n

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And what does Miss Molly Marshmallow have in her mouth?\u00a0 I hope it isn’t another baby rabbit.\u00a0 She keeps all wildlife out of our backyard which probably is a good thing with all the flowers and vegetables growing there.<\/p>\n

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It’s pretty big, isn’t it?<\/p>\n

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It’s her chew bone that weighs about two pounds and she carries it around like\u00a0it was nothing, but as long as she is chewing on it, she isn’t chewing on something she mustn’t.<\/p>\n

Because it has been raining so much, I have had some time in my shop working on a few projects.<\/p>\n

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This barn quilt.<\/p>\n

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A chicken in the barn door.<\/p>\n

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Chickens marching across my shop.<\/p>\n

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And more chickens.<\/p>\n

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I especially love this polka dot chicken.\u00a0 Everyone needs a polka dot chicken.<\/p>\n

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Or two.<\/p>\n

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I bought a retractable clothes line, they call it a dryer. Ha.\u00a0 Just have to find some place to hang it now.\u00a0 I have yearned for the smell of sheets fresh off the line on our bed for a long time.\u00a0 I will just have to hang them where Molly Marshmallow cannot get to them.<\/p>\n

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I baked bread the other day in tiny loaves.\u00a0 Six of them.\u00a0 Three were regular bread and the other three were these….<\/p>\n

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Cinnamon bread.\u00a0 Yum, yum and yum.\u00a0 It didn’t last long around here with David’s sweet tooth, or mine for that matter.\u00a0 I plan to bake again this Saturday.<\/p>\n

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I will leave you with a picture of a big spider web that was built at the top of our back door.\u00a0 Big enough for David to walk into.\u00a0 And a poem.<\/p>\n

COBWEBS<\/p>\n

By E.L.M. King<\/p>\n

Between me and the rising sun,<\/p>\n

This way and that the cobwebs run;<\/p>\n

Their myriad wavering lines of light<\/p>\n

Dance up the hill and out of sight.<\/p>\n

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There is no land possesses half<\/p>\n

So many lines of telegraph<\/p>\n

As those the spider-elves have spun<\/p>\n

Between me and the rising sun.<\/p>\n

Bye.<\/p>\n

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