Good Ol' Summertime....

What is it about summer that makes me think of my childhood? Those hot afternoons where all us kids piled in the back of Grandma & Grandpa's old green Chevy pickup and headed to the creek. Beautiful crystal clear water that would take your breath away from being ice cold. The brave ones would dive in and get it over with while the wimpy ones would slowly inch our way painfully in until we were immersed. Once everyone was wet, the fun began! We'd swim and splash and dive and chase crawdads and minnows until we were exhausted. Sometimes Grandpa would try to fish upstream a bit, and every now and then caught one, which he'd release. When it was time to go, we'd pile back in the truck and head down the road. Good times. Thoughts that still bring a smile to my face and a warmth to my heart.