Oh, Bryn, what a beautiful poem! The memories conveyed through your writing...so real! After, I read the poem, I had to stop and think back to some of my own summer days when I was a youngster! Thank you for this gift this morning!
Oh interesting! I just emerged from a rabbit hole on flour sack dresses (the patterns boggle the mind!) The sugar sacks weren’t as pretty so I guess that’s when the tie-dying came into play.
Beautifully written, Bryn. Got me thinking about my summers of the 1960s.
Oh, Bryn, what a beautiful poem! The memories conveyed through your writing...so real! After, I read the poem, I had to stop and think back to some of my own summer days when I was a youngster! Thank you for this gift this morning!
🥺 Thank you for sharing this, Linda 🩷
Wow, Bryn, so evocative. Awesome words! (and such a cute pic!)
Thank you, Rebecca 🥹🩷
Sugar sack pants sound like they're related to the old flour sack dresses...
Oh interesting! I just emerged from a rabbit hole on flour sack dresses (the patterns boggle the mind!) The sugar sacks weren’t as pretty so I guess that’s when the tie-dying came into play.
Oh the sugar refinery! Unlocked some childhood memories there.
Really? I’m curious! Just that it was around or something more? 🧐
It being around and the smell!