Monday, July 09, 2007

Sweet Summertime

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

ahhhhhhhh, i wish I lived like Mr. Toast!

Anonymous said...

"Standing on the hill with a popsicle, anything seems possible ..."
Soul Asylum.

Anonymous said...

Summer days. Frère Jacques playing endlessly from the approaching ice cream truck loud speaker. Buying a missile for a nickel. So cold your teeth ache. Sucking the juice out of the wooden stick.