Today was the last day of summer break for granddaughter Shelby and grandson Elijah [and the rest of the students and teachers in this county]. Last day of freedom for a while. I treated them to a D.Q. ice cream cone, either to celebrate their last day in the sun or to mourn the beginning of classes. Nobody needs a reason to enjoy a frozen summertime treat. Summer break is simply way too short here in our neck of the woods. Maybe somebody will do something about that one of these days.
