This largely unedited free-write is linking up with the Write 31 Days Challenge. // indicates the start and stop of five minutes. The prompt word for today is PARK. Go!
// Church picnics were the best. Endless hours of summer stretching into the cool of the long evenings. Eight o’clock, nine o’clock, ten-thirty, and we were still racing through the playground with other dirty children. Hair messed, faces streaked, and smiles of utter exhaustion a mile wide. So much fun that even the mosquitoes couldn’t make us stop playing tag.
Parents happily chatting together, some in lawn chairs, others on blankets; sometimes playing baseball, sometimes croquet. Grateful to be connecting with friends while kids disappeared for hours on end.
I can smell the burgers grilling. I can feel the corn splashing up my cheek as I struggle to grip the buttery mess. I can taste the ice cream as it drips down my chin. Read more