Jacqueline Montierth

Summer Echoes Jacqueline Montierth

Rays of gold shot from the summer sunset twinkle through the canopy of cottonwood trees along the country lane. It is quiet at eventide. Listen closely for echoes of children's laughter, strains of melodies of lives, loves, learning and loss. Close your eyes. Enjoy the flood of memories, of days when the world didn't spin so fast. Savor the thoughts of June bugs, honeysuckle, morning dew on summer clover, sunburns and skeeter bites, scraped knees, broken hearts, loves remembered and promises kept. Summer echoes of far away places and comforts of home. Exotic glimpses of travel couple with things as common as buttermilk and pocket knives. Recall the taste of cinnamon rolls, fresh churned butter, sugarcane, bread and milk supper, peaches so ripe that the juice dribbled down your chin, green apples and homemade root beer. Summer Echoes, the sounds, smells, tastes and feelings of the joys of years gone by and the hope of a multitude of memories still yet to be made.