July is starting with a bang. It's hot!
Since moving from Minnesota, I have become a winter gal, but years ago I preferred summer to the arctic freeze.
I have fond memories of my childhood summers. Playing in shadows for hours, meadow picnics by Nine Mile Creek, climbing trees, and enjoying homemade ice cream on a blanket in the evening. Days at Bush Lake, night games, and my dad with his telescope positioned just right, waiting for darkness to fall.Read More