my cousins.
i miss being out there every summer. in ontario.
i miss the warm, humid air. i miss the cottage.
i miss the family reunion every year. with the same old games … the egg toss and the three legged race.
i miss being little and going to theBarn to buy candy.
i miss trying to catch minnows. or making up silly dances with kids in the same age group as me.
i miss my auntie. and her folding chairs that turned into tiny beds in the basement that was kiiiinda scary to me.
🙂
i remember time with my cousins fondly.