other night, I was breathing in the scent of
fresh cut grass. It almost brought me to tears
it was so wonderful. So many memories
of summers gone by, all rolled up in that
one smell.
Relay races in the front yard, watching the Muppet
Show and Are You Being Served? while eating
popsicles (of even better, pudding pops), swimming
in our above ground pool and trying to balance on
our buoyant body board while yelling out the words
to Surfin' USA. Trips to the beach, watching the MTV
beach house and thinking it was so cool, TGIF, riding
my bike around the neighborhood while jamming
to the Madonna's I'm Breathless album, sleepovers with
friends, vacations to Myrtle, all of it comes alive
again with the smells of summer.
What I really love now is seeing the little dude
enjoy his own version of summer. Playing in the
fountain at the park, visiting our neighborhood
chickens every night, getting to know the beach,
going on adventures in Queens, playing in Central
Park, lunching at the MoMA Cafe, and in a few
weeks he will get to experience Ocean City as a toddler.
Seeing this kind of unbridled joy really makes
you want to reclaim it for yourself, and you can.
It's really easy to savor that ice cream cone,
to appreciate your local skyline, to get to know those
chickens, and to enjoy the nostalgia trips while still
living in the present.
What are your fondest summer memories or smells?
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