Though my ever-growing body is made even heavier and more unwieldy by said heat, I love it. Summer is glorious. The summer sounds and smells are different here--in the heat--on the prairie--than they are in Scotland. Next summer I will probably long for the sounds/smells of the Scottish summer (sea-gulls crying at dawn, the salt sea, the barley turning colors and the beech trees green), but now I am happy to be home. Cicadas loud, dry grass (its sound, its smell), the burr oak, the maple, the sycamore, the horse-apple.
Below I include picture of:
My Child
Strong City, KS
St Anthony Catholic Church
Iced Tea
Funny Sunhats
Mr. Mclewer's (who is dead) Abandoned Farm
John Deer Green
and
Retro Family Photos
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