After a morning run, on any given Tuesday, you might find yourself engaged in one of numerous activities. Including surfing, of all things, in the Midwest,
trying to decide if this cloud, or that cloud, looks more like a turtle, or an elephant,
chopping down the Hobbit’s tree,
Not surfing the Midwest,
Please! Let me get up!
picking black raspberries,
literally, walking on water,
Defending your property,
and cheering for your victory,
sneaking away for a game of basketball,
getting large flying objects thrown into your face,
waving to skiers,
rushing off to dinner,
dinner is always served at sunset…
Hanging out by the campfire… with guitars, or maybe not… but definitely with marshmallows.
This is what memories are made of. What a rich tapestry you’re weaving!