This post by Jennifer Flaten
Earlier today, I loaded the kids in the car for a trip to the pool. Unbeknownst to me, instead of waiting until we got to the pool they’d already slathered themselves with sunscreen in the living room.
I loaded my greasy minions into the car and we drove to the pool. Driving along, I noticed the whole car was permeated with the smell of sunscreen.
Luckily, I love the smell. It is the quintessential scent summertime. In fact, I am surprised there isn’t a perfume that smells like summer/sunscreen.
When I was growing up, the only pool in town was in the high school. While we didn’t have a public pool, we did have several nice public beaches.
My favorite beach was at Otter Lake.
I remember summers spent floating on black rubber inner tubes. The hot sun quickly heated the tube up so you’d have to jump off into the cold water to cool off. Before getting back into the inner tube you’d flip it over so the water cooled side was now up.
If you got tired of swimming you could always chase fish in the shallow water. Minnows and sun fish would dart between your legs and nibble on your toes. If you were daring you could go over to the non-beach area, the part covered with algae and look for frogs.
After the beach, on the walk back to the car, you stop at the hand pump and use the creaky handle to pump, pump, pump icy cold water out so you could wash the sand off. Then you’d run shivering to the car and ride home in your still damp suit.
It was never as much fun to haul all the sand toys up from the beach as it was to carry them to the beach.
What is your favorite summer memory?
There is a summer sale on everything in my Etsy shop—-20% off you entire purchase.