Warmer weather, flowers, butterflies, bluebirds and cool evening breezes.
Families emerge from the walls of their home and work in their yards. Bags of soil stacked high and six-pack perennials lined up on the sidewalk like little soldiers ready to go to work.
Lawnmowers hum in the distance. Children ride their bikes and play games in the street. Neighbors visit over the hedges - often leaning on a shovel or rake as they take a break to chat.
Days like this remind me of trips to the park with my family when I was a kid. Homemade ice-cream was made by the old hand cranked ice cream makers. We would each take turns at giving the old crank a turn and add the white crystal-like rock salt to the top. Anticipation was high as we patiently waited for the lid to be removed to reveal the ice cold creamy goodness that was nestled inside the iron drum. Oh how sweet it tasted, too!
A game of croquet was set up to play on the lawn – the adults vs. the kids. Now I cannot tell you who always won, but I think the adults were a bit more competitive than us kids. We mostly enjoyed swinging on the swing set, rolling down the grassy hills and trying to find bugs and critters down at the river’s edge.
Spring reminds me of the old sprinklers that my mom and dad used to water the lawn and flower beds. There were several kinds, some walked on the lawn and some sat stationary at the edge of my mom’s beautifully appointed flower beds. I can remember the ratcheting sound of the sprinkler playing like a small repetitive instrument…
…as it distributed water from its tiny metal body. If the day was really hot, my parents would let us run through the sprinklers. The coolness of the water was so refreshing. We would laugh, chase each other around and make up little games as we entertained ourselves for an entire afternoon.
Memories of days gone by. Those were the days – easy, relaxing and simple.
Anyone care to play a game of croquet?
Enjoy your day and make today a day to remember.