Cedar streams, bug bites, burgers, roasted marshmallows, and jungle juice. These are the summer days I live for. The pines smell like hot, dry needles. Tea colored water stains soft body hairs and white clothes. Sugar sand gives way to stomping feet and the mosquitos are merciless. Kickball rivalries are settled and reborn. Halleighlujia I went home for the weekend. Thanks for all that came!
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