I’m too tired now to give a nice explanation, but probably playing with Legos with my dad as a kid. Either that or waking up on a REALLY stormy summer morning and going to grandma’s house.
I’m too tired now to give a nice explanation, but probably playing with Legos with my dad as a kid. Either that or waking up on a REALLY stormy summer morning and going to grandma’s house.
I would spend many summer mornings at Grandma’s. Helping her make lemonade. Sitting on the patio listening to the cicadas. So now whenever I hear a cicada, I flashback to her house. ❤️