......falling asleep under the Christmas tree, with all the light on it and the presents stacked around it when I was about 4, one of my first real solid memories.
Originally Posted by Wes Bischel
.....the sights and sounds of a clear mountain lake, just at sunrise, the water is glass smooth, with a little bit of mist on it in places, the sun is reflecting off the surface as it come over the tree tops, I sit in the boat, with my cousins, we are too overwhelmed to speak, then a fish jumps and we remember why we are sitting here on the boat motionless, up so early on a beautiful spring day, and we start casting our flies, hoping to have fish for breakfast.
.....coming home from the beach, the seat of the car is HOT after sitting in the parking lot all day under the hot summer sun. We put our beach towels down on the seats so be don't get singed. My Mom tells us to clean our feet, as they are covered in sand and she does not want the sand in the car, we try, really we do, but doing the hot foot dance on the asphalt of the parking lot, while trying to clean you feet makes it difficult. We all pile into the car, and head down the road towards home, the windows open, (no AC) and no seatbelts (Older car). We stick our hands out the window and make it like the wing of an airplane, going up and down, laughing like idiots. On the way home, Dad decides we need some ice cream, so we stop at DQ, we get flying saucers, and while we are enjoying eating them, we are pulled by conflicting desires, to eat it as slow as possible, and enjoy it, but wanting to finish it to see if the stick our flying saucer was on says "FREE" on it, so we get another one.
Bringing back lots of good memories here
The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.
William Arthur Ward