July 10, 2010

Tell any favorite summertime memory.

Swimming in the canal above the house. We would always have to get the garden weeding or the chores involving the hay done before we could go but it was an almost daily event. We would sometimes walk the half mile up the road to the bridge and jump in on inner tubes and then float back to the house but most of the time it was just wading in the 2 foot deep water and floating on our backs and swatting the big horse flies that would bite with a terrible sting. It didn't take any skills to float or swim in that water but it was wet and sure was a lot of fun as most times it would turn into a huge water fight. There were several times that we would wait until dark to go swimming because the water was always really warm from having been hit by the sun all day as it flowed down the Duchesne River and then into the canal and lazily moved the 10 or more miles until it was coming past our house. It was warm too because the night air would be a bit cooler so in respect to the water we would rather be in it than standing up in the cool night air all wet. It was a special part of our daily routine except for Sundays it was never done on Sundays.