6/19/01 the summer soltice will be hear in just a day or two.The Queen Ann Lace is in full bloom and all is well with the wolrd.We are getting ready to travel to the beach and find every thing a rest is due.....I miss the children ...or do I miss the chance to parent hope things go well the next few weeks..........need to have some one to sream with this is a great way to share thought only no one ever answer...am I really alive.....sex at the beach is great ...love in.the afternoon.........

The summer time ..work in the fields .the sun light is like a gaint force that cooks one to the spirt of one self..The day starts at 5:30 ..cool and inviting ..the cows move toward the shed to be milked.Warm steaming milk the rich butterfat floats with just a hint of wild onoin...Breakfast a few biscuit and coffee with jam and butter...the march to the upper barn ..I was always trying to harness the horses before Bob arrived..the lit camel protrude from his jaw ..He would walk around the horse to find some line or harness part not attened properly dresses..the horse would dutiful follow him to the plow or mower...the equipment attached ..the ploddding to the field as the dew was dry and the morning mowing was to begining...slow ...clattter ...clatter like a machine gun from some movie seen late at night ...the circuarl path of falling grasses and medow life jumpimg two steps ahead....the melting of the horse and driver as the sun rose to the top of its noon journey...manaize jar filled with spring water wrapped with newspaper to sheter the loss of coolness fromthe sun...........

Ice cream...you save cream all week and on sunday after church....you churn..fressk eggs,honey and strawberries...the ice and salt the cranking..turn around and around....the delight as the top is removed and the family huddles to share...The sound of the bat sriking the ball and the cheer as you round the base to find that you scored ....The shame as you make an out.........Rain drops from heaven cleans the sky ......thunder rumbles as the dark sky sing the night sky song of lost souls.......the gentle flower as set to give beauty as the insects rape the buds...........love ...a stolen kiss .....the gentle squeeze of the breast love is in the air....the rain brings lovers to the barns to wait for the shower to pass...only to find comfort as the hay beckons ....come love upon me and and let me hold you tight ......rain drips form the roof to the puddlelious pool below...the spider scurries to the corner the wait for the rain to pass..............summer time ............come my love lets walk the pool edge to the barn......