Summer days

Summer days

There will never be another summer when he’s three. So we grabbed our boat and blanket and set off for a Sunday afternoon playtime in the creek. I can’t think of anywhere to be in these hot last days of summer than in and beside the water. Here, summer sings it own song.

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“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.”
John Lubbock, The Use Of Life

 

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