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nancybrady's picture
When I was growing up, I don't ever remember complaining too much about being bored.  Okay, we might complain towards the end of summer; maybe when the days started to seem all the same, and we were looking forward to going back to school, at least a little bit.  Actually, we learned early on that...
wendy-del-monte's picture
Today was a perfect summer day, not one cloud in the sky, the humidity gone, a slight breeze, and hot enought to enjoy it.  Aedan had camp today, so Ally and I went to our local pool. Why is it that as soon as you plop down on a sandy blanket that it is so easy to become lost in a book?   I was...