Have you ever played along the canal banks…barefoot? Have you ever played tag with a mud ball? Have you ever spent a summer in the country where the only thing you had to worry about was how many days were left of your summer vacation?
Do you remember a summer of wide open spaces, cousins galore, & running around in your swimsuit the entire day? A summer where you could run and play from the moment you woke up until the night sky waved you inside? Do you remember feasting on watermelon, corn on the cob with gobs of butter and your Va's homemade cookies?
A summer where your heart healed because you relived the footsteps of your past, because you soaked up a life time of memories for tomorrow… because you simply stood on the land that made you who you are?
Have you ever felt summer hug you, telling you, "You're free, you're young, you're alive!" And you think it will never be better than this moment?
Oh Sacha, when you become a man will you your children have a summer like yours? Will you tell them how you and your cousins coated yourselves in mud and sat along the canal, in the 100 degree heat, proclaiming pure happiness?
Sacha as summer comes to an end will you recall these moments until they become as golden as the sun?
….Of course you will! Now run along, tomorrow awaits you.
(Repost from Summer 2008, Sacha returns to France after spending summer in Willows.)
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