Showing posts with label Swiming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Swiming. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

View From The Ditch Bank


HOT TODAY--HOTTER LATER THIS WEEK---If I was sitting on my ditch bank right now, which I'm not, I would be able to see an old swimming hole somewhere in the distance. If I looked farther, past that one, I would be able to see another one. And I could lie back and look at the wispy clouds in the sky and dream about going swimming in those old swimming holes. Course, I wouldn't. Not cause they aren't there, cause they are. It's cause I somehow never learned to swim. Oh! and another reason. I agree with Grandpa Pickles. I usually do. But it is hot, and swimming does sound good. And That's The Vies From The Ditch Bank