Memories, light the corner of my mind.
Misty water-colored memories...
Did I go too far, with the Babs lyrics? Sorry. Couldn't help myself.
This past weekend we took the kids down to the island and stayed at the inlaw's beach house. Beautiful weather. The bluebonnets were in bloom and their sweet smell filled the air.
I remembered, as a child, pulling over on the interstate once to snap some pictures of all us kids in the blooming bluebonnets. Being in a nostalgic mood, I insisted The Dude help me wrangle the kids over to a patch of the bright blue flowers. Pickles grabbed a bunch of the flowers and repeatedly insisted I "(s)Mell! (s)Mell!"
It really was a beautiful weekend.