2015 Summer Wonders #2: I Scream

The calendar might not say summer–yet, but….

Summer Found Photos–Daily Visions of Summer found floating around the interwebs: many vintage, some not, a lot shot on the beach, but not all. The only criteria is that these images evoke something quintessential about summer. What do you think about when you think about summer?  Like most of these pictures, I have no idea who made it, who the subject is, or even where the image originally appeared.  I do know that I love summer.
ice cream

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About JunkChuck

Native, Militant Westsylvanian (the first last best place), laborer, gardener, and literary hobbyist (if by literary you mean "hack"). I've had a bunch of different blogs, probably four, due to a recurring compulsion to start over. This incarnation owes to a desire to dredge up the best entries of the worst little book of hand-scrawled poems I could ever dream of writing, salvageable excerpts from fiction both in progress and long-abandoned. and a smattering of whatever the hell seems to fit at any particular moment. At first blush, I was here just to focus on old, terrible verse, but I reserve the right to include...anything. Maybe everything, certainly my love of pulp novels growing garlic, the Pittsburgh Steelers and howling at the moon--both figuratively and, on rare occasions, literally.
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2 Responses to 2015 Summer Wonders #2: I Scream

  1. It is impressive and probably is sweet 🙂

    Like

  2. reocochran says:

    Make mine pralines and cream on top and chocolate on bottom… love ice cream!

    Like

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