In the good old summertime

Every friday I intend to write a memory from my childhood. This memory is about playing in the woods. We were free as the birds in the summer time we spent many hours out doors playing or catching snakes , climbing trees riding bikes or watching t.v. inside in the cool basement when we needed a break. It was a fabulous childhood. Kids now a days don't have the same freedom.It is shame that my kids can't play in the woods like I did.