The spray of summer opens imaginations

Add some heat, a lot of spraying water and an fertile imagination, and the splash pad becomes  an chimeric escape from the mundane days of playing at home.  At the Splash Pad in Port Neches, this is our granddaughter.  I am thinking that that in this day dream  there is some kind of metamorphosis into a feline.

Summer floating

Oh, those lazy, cloud floating days of summer. These clouds were just drifting aimlessly -- no lift in their spirit and just a listless wind to push them around. I guess to a cloud this is like floating on one of those pool rafts. No deadlines. no where you have to be.

Ah, summer.

--steve buser

Summer, clouds, floating

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