Magical Memoir Moments

Summertime: A Single Metaphor Mini-Memoir

Summertime and the leaves are green and the sky is blue! It’s the season of childhood and freedom. I remember summers long ago–bare feet, walks in the creek, kick the can and hide-and-go-seek.  And all the fresh fruit and vegetables straight from the garden or the market. In the summer life is one big bowl…

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