The donkey for the Easter Sunrise Service

Most of us at the beach

Childhood memories-
IQA is having a contest for Houston with the theme of Childhood memories. I'm thinking about entering it- I think I have some great memories to use. Right now, I'm thinking about a collage of images because I have so many "snapshot moments" in my head. It's interesting to me what those moments are looking like. All of them are outside. Most of them have to do with animals, a few others deal with plants (we owned a plant nursery) I want to keep playing around with images to decide what might be good ones to include.
I have in mind a photo my sister took of me with her new B&W camera with a pile of puppies all over me. I think about swimming and fishing in our pond, the bees my dad kept, the horses next door, the rooster I got from a friend that would chase us into trees. (not nice!) the grapefruit fights we had (no buggy ones!) all the random cats and the fiasco of raising calves (billy is loose again!)
Having azaleas and the moss shed to care for- the coral snake incident, water moccasins chasing me in the pond, eating oranges on the way home from school, grandma fixing me a grapefruit for a snack, and using palmetto sticks for roasting marshmallows. Picking Mulberries. Sunday fish frys.
Girl scouts and camping and hiking. Mom's bucket hat she always wore for Girl scouts. My only birthday party at Aunt Ruth and Uncle David's (only friends, not a family one).
All the time spent at church. Round-up Sunday! Gospel sing in a tent. Singing in the choir- our "special group" with half of us not knowing how to read music. The town's Easter Sunrise service.

The beach and all the fun critters there. taking the swim class at the beach (not in a pool) taking a safe boating class and scoring well enough to get to go to the ape roadside attraction. Our hunting camp in Horseshoe Beach and dad shucking a sack full of fresh oysters. Tarpon Springs and diving for the cross, the weeping icon, and food!
Desegregation, Apollo missions, Castro.
Dad always working and making and doing. Grandpa carving wood and blowing smoke bubbles.
Grandma always reading and good for a snack. Mom involved with church, us kids and being my scout leader. All my sisters (adopted cousins and real) who each helped me out in some way.
Riding my bike when I got it. Climbing the mulberry tree, building a tree fort with a spanish moss cave below.
the thoughts just keep coming, but giving them any sort of order yet, hasn't happened.
A good thing to ponder today.