Day 12: Something I miss...

Playing under the sprinkler with my sisters. Being cooled to the point of shivering by the spraying water and lying on the hot concrete to warm up before repeating the process over again. Running nearly naked in sun we didn’t know was harming us, across browning grass and scorching concrete.

Sitting on the front step eating icypoles that dripped in red, green or clear from our elbows to puddle stickily on the next step down and gather a fringe of ants.