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FTSF: This Summer

I'm joining in again with Finish the Sentence Friday.  This week's prompt:  This summer. . .


Biting into a warm tomato, fresh from the garden
Relentless heat beating down
Evaporating footprints on a sidewalk around a pool
Miles upon miles of road ahead
Barbecues and picnics
Marching bands in parades
The vibrating BOOM of fireworks
Watermelon, caramel corn, and cotton candy
Sandcastles and breaking waves
The sweet I-do's of a young couple
Quilts on display at the county fair
Losing time in a new-found book
Late nights and sleeping in
A few short months and a schedule returns--but for now, summer.

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Thanks for the seasons.

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  1. Oh you've conjured up visions of such a lovely summer. I do hope they all unfold for you as written and that magical memories are created!

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  2. Kristi it sounds like you're going to have a wonderful summer! Speaking of evaporating footprints, I want to go to the pool. It's 100 degrees here and humid. Gah.

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  3. I can relate to a lot of items on your list. Welcome Summer!

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  4. Sounds like a wonderful summer up ahead...the quilts displays are beautiful we just went on a class trip to Gettysburg all girls wanted a quillow - of course Amelia wanted one as well :)

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  5. That sounds so picture-perfect to me and so completely NOT like a Dutch Summer! It's raining here as we speak, after just 2 days of warm weather. It's been weeks like this; 1 or 2 warm days and then rain and cold for a week or so and then again 1 or 2 days nice and warm.... It's really time to move to your part of the world....

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  6. What wonderful images. Those evaporating footprints . . . LOVE. Thank you for sharing this.

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  7. I love summer! It is definitely my favorite season. I love all your reasons and will add one, "the neighborhood boy selling sun tea on the corner." I knew that even though our school isn't out yet that summer is definitely here.

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  8. Carmel corn! You're describing a summer much like I enjoy here in the midwest. YAY!!

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  9. Well done! A beautiful vision of a warm and wonderful summer. Parades, picnics, and lots of fun with the family. Wishing you all that you've evoked in your poem and more!

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  10. Ah, these are the things of summer...nothing like that tomato from the garden!

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