Saturday, June 1. Nearly 90 degrees. Humidity off the charts.
Off to Julie’s pond with a group of friends, a feast, a gaggle of kids.
Go through the gate, be sure to latch it. There are cows in this field that takes you to the pond. There is a bull.
Walk the tow path down the hill, passing the first small pond. Break a sweat.
The big pond comes into view. The kids are already in there splashing and doing what kids do.
First swim of the year, and June has only just begun.