Every Sunday ought to be just like this:
collecting driftwood
finding flipflops on blackberries
testing rope swings
fetching fresh crab
gobbling plump berries
eating larger than your head ice cream (but you have to share) (and still toss 3/4 of it)
(“famous for their immodest icecream cones”)
Writing in the Rain 
AGAIN! 🙂
LOVE all those things!!