Tuesday, June 13, 2006
The Dog Days of Summer
It's that time of the year, the time when I grab the grooming comb and start brushing my dog, Charlie. I'm not kidding when I say I could stuff a couple of big pillows with all the fur he's shedding. But that's summer for you.
As we all know, I'm not a summer person. But there are aspects of summer I enjoy. Listening to the locusts humming in the trees at nightfall. The cool breeze after the sun sets. The sound of children shrieking in delight. My daughter's dirty face and knees after a hard day playing. Picnics and popsicles. The excitement of the 4th of July. Fireworks. Sandles. Running in the sprinkler and water fights. Swingsets and baseball.
What's your favorite thing about summer?
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