“I’d give all the wealth that years have piled,
the slow result of life’s decay,
To be once more a little child
for one bright summer’s day.”
~Lewis Carroll
Days like this make me wish I was kid again.
Wasting the day in the hot summer’s sun; watching grasshoppers move about with determined purpose; clouds lazily drifting by.
I guess it’s true that there’s something to be said for simple pleasures and even simpler times.
Looking back on it all, I’m convinced there were few things better than being a kid on an endless summer’s day.
Grasshopper, near Livingston KS
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