20 August 2011
I keep having that summer feeling lately of when i was young, and summers used to last a life time, every day was boiling hot (although i doubt that was true, it just felt like it was) I remember running around the garden in my denim dungarees, climbing the big oak tree and playing in the paddling pool with my older brother. Running around trying to catch the most beautiful brightly coloured butterflies which makes me so sad that they dont fill my summers any more.
Riding around the village on my bike stopping to pick flowers to press along the way. Then having to go to bed when it was still light outside, with my bedroom window wide open with the fresh smell of cut grass in the evening rushing through my window.
Summers were magical when you were young x
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