Mr. Moon, Mr. Moon...154/366

random things prompt specific memories

today the moon, large in the late afternoon sky

brought to mind a song my girls sang when they were little:

"Mister Moon, Mister Moon you're out too soon,

the sun is still in the sky.

Go back to your bed and cover up your head

and wait til the day goes by."

that prompted other long ago summer memories to flood my mind:

bare feet

back door slamming

an empty dish soap bottle making the best tool for water fights

popsicles dripping down faces and arms

playing in the rain

fans in bedroom windows to try and cool the upstairs enough for sleeping

everyone gathered in the family room, the only place with a window air conditioner

Koolaide smiles

some days being so hot I thought we'd all melt

tapping holes in jar lids so we could catch lightning bugs

a clubhouse with a swing set and sandbox attached

watermelon wedges and seed spitting contests

grilling hamburgers and hotdogs 

Bill always seemed to drop one and it would go to Sam rather than waste it

spraying the kids with the hose

blowing bubbles

swimming at the Brooks' pool 

roaming the woods at Tonda and Amon's or Eileen and George's

occasion pontoon boat rides

I have countless riches in my life...