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Sunday, August 17, 2008

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The last splash.

the last splash.

The new backpacks are hung on the mud room hooks where towels and wet swimsuits dripped and dried for months. In between washing clothes and packing lunches, I wedged open an hour for the boys and me to take the last swim of summer vacation.

Turning myself and them toward everything that insists we move on, I stopped for one, long look back, and knew that none of us will ever forget this summer.


Blogger JCK said...

So lovely that you see those moments. And live them.

11:52 PM  
Blogger Misbehaving said...

Just wait until you start sending them off to College!

6:40 AM  
Blogger Chris said...

I'm left feeling a bit melancholy. Endings and beginnings, always bitter-sweet.

9:20 AM  
Blogger Tracey said...

We just returned from our last trip to the pool. Sigh...

It's amazing how a season can drag but fly...

6:10 PM  
Blogger Joy! said...

Wonderful to build those childhood memories. :) I remember my parents doing much the same--making that effort so we could have that precious time!

1:09 PM  
Blogger saalon said...

Totally general comment. Love the site, love your writing.

Found you from Twitter. Guess the time I started spending on it since I got my iPhone has only been mostly a waste. So thank you for both good writing and assuaged guilt.

Keep it up. (Because I'm sure you needed my mostly anonymous encouragement to do so).

-Eric Sipple

4:01 PM  
Blogger Mrs. G. said...

This photo is so beautiful-it makes me feel the sadness of vacation's end.

5:48 PM  

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