I was staying with my Dad over the last few days. He lives alone a two hour drive from me. At 91 he has been very healthy but recently he had a little problem with his tummy. While I was there I decided to do a little gardening. He has a fellow that cuts his grass and keeps the property cleaned up but he does not garden. The flowerbeds were very overgrown with weeds. As I was looking for tools in the shed I discovered on one the shelves some toys from when my brother and I were just little. I found my rollerskates in there too. They are all rusty now and I could not find the key. As a young girl I spent many hours going up and down the sidewalks on them and just as many times falling down. The scars on my knees are the remnants of those days. The rollerblades nowadays look nothing like these. I used to rollerskate on a shiny wooden flower at the roller rink in the mornings when the kids were at school. I had a great time and thought I was just a hot cookie out there. Those days are gone and so is the roller rink. I hope you enjoy this little look back to the my past.
I will be joining Mary at DearLittleRedHouse for Mosaic Monday. Hope you can join us or just come over to see what it is all about. Valerie