|Nonno Cea getting the smelt ready for frying.|
|Teen me trying to look artistic.|
As an adult, I've had my own small children to contend with. We camped, visited the Sierra's annually for the Nevada County Fair and daily trips to the Yuba River. As Los Angeles residents, we went to the beach almost every weekend and took advantage of Disneyland's annual passes. We hiked and rode bikes and barbequed. Summer was a time to unwind, let go of schedules and build reading forts. In other words, as my husband would say "we had some BIG FUN."
|Nevada County Fair in Grass Valley, California |
(where The Secret Hum of a Daisy is set)
|Our favorite family photo.|
Summer has always meant enchantment and freedom. It still does. But the images of what is enchanting, what freedom looks like are different now.
And I wouldn't change a thing.