Long summer days, endless exploration, laughter, ice lollies, muddy knees, running through tall grass hands outstretched, the soft hum of busy bees, all under a curtain of hazy light as evening rolls in bringing calls beckoning you home for tea. Ah the nostalgic days of summers gone, days that stretched like years from corners of my childhood. Looking down at this small boy of mine I wonder what memories his summer break will bring.
