Wednesday, July 23, 2008


One of the things I recall about summers spent with my grandparents, is the frustration of having to wait for the grass to dry before I could go outside. The frustration of having to sit in the house and wait for the grass to dry was, well, frustrating. Occasionally, I would sneak outside, hoping to get across the grass without getting my Keds wet and would end up having wet shoes, socks and feet for a few hours. If my memory serves me right, the joy of being outside was worth having squishy shoes.
Now when I make my way across that same stretch of ground, I have a pair of waterproof boots that I can slip on and not have to worry about wet feet.
Isn't it funny how something as simple as wet tennis shoes on a summer morning can immediately transport you back to a very special childhood memory.
Copyright © 2008 by Cindy Scherwinski

3 comments:

Becky said...

i love that photo. its amazing(:
i really would like to get out and do some more of just taking photo's i got my schedule for school and i got photography im so excited(:

i love you all and miss you

Colleen said...

Hi Cindy Thanks for posting on Izzie's blog! I have a lot of fun with it, and there's a huge group of dog-bloggers at www.dogswithblogs.com.au that you might want to check out. It's a fun creative outlet. And let's me show off Izzie.

Terry Thornton said...

CINDY, Enjoyed this post as it brought back a flood of memories about the dangers of walking barefoot in the wet-with-dew grass in early morning --- all the elders would caution us that if we did we would get "toe itch!" I still haven't figured out what the dreaded "toe itch" was or is! LOL! Thanks for the memory prompt.
Terry Thornton
HILL COUNTRY OF MONROE COUNTY MISSISSIPPI

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