Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Flying Pigs

Summer officially began today. The girlies went to tennis and swim and dive and I drove from place to place (what a way to spend a vacation day). It's finally hot.

At the pool, the smell of chlorine, the splash of water and the sounds of children reminded me of my own childhood. Over by the baby pool, young mothers dreamed of the day they wouldn't have to watch their progeny like hawks. Ha! Just wait 'til their teenagers, then they'll truly watch like them like birds of prey.

Despite my best intentions, I wrote not a word. Tomorrow is June, the month of getting nothing done. Perhaps this will be the year when June is productive - and pigs will fly.

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