The Good Old Days
Paddling into dense early morning fog – me, my kid and his.
Two loon warblers, fishing as the sun rises. There one minute, gone the next.
Chippy competing with the bluejays for piles of birdseed.
Splish-splashing in the mud kitchen – experimenting for hours. Scientists in the making. Or maybe chefs?
Soccer, pickleball, bocce, and biking.
Music, singing and dancing.
Stories, in French and English; scarecrows, Monarchs and little girl mechanics.
The littlest one pushing the ice cream bus; second littlest sharing her baby doll and bottles.
Purple cake frosted by small hands – a work of art!
My ten people around the same table, beer-marinated chicken and fresh corn.
Old dog sleeping.
S’mores by a blazing campfire.
Tent magically lit by fairy lights.
Nana’s heart overflowing.
Wishing these moments in time could last forever.
Jan L. Coates - "What if...?" 
We seldom realize that now is the good old days! Hope all is well with you and yours. xo
A part of me melted reading this post. 💗
Another part reminded me of the saying, “life isn’t as good as it used to be, and never was.” 😉
I envy those who appreciate the moment as is right now. It’s a rare moment for me when I experience it. By saying “rare” I mean not often.
Favorite line: “Splish-splashing in the mud kitchen – experimenting for hours. Scientists in the making. Or maybe chefs?”