Sweet Summer Memories
I fondly remember the time my brother and I made a great discovery in the pasture. It was Summer time. Mom was probably shopping. Dad was working. It was a steel ring that held hay in the pasture for the horses and cows to graze on. It looked something like this:
We turned the Steel Contraption of Death over and made something akin to the hamster rolling ball. That's right. We began walking on it and it began rolling faster and faster through the pasture. The height was way taller than us, so we hung on for dear life when we got to the top. When we got to the bottom, we suddenly flattened our hands and feet so they didn't get crushed beneath the weight of the Steel Contraption of Death.
Sometimes it would roll over cow patties, but that was the least we were worried about. We were just trying to hang on the longest without getting hurt. I remember the exhilaration we felt rolling like hamsters in the pasture. Our parents never found out about the great adventures in the pasture. Ahhh... Summer memories. Those were the days.