365 days of gratitude

When I was a child Labour Weekend was usually the time for the first swim of the season.

My family would pack a picnic, go to Gemmells* (or Gemmell’s at some sources) Crossing and my brothers and I would swim in the river.

More recently Labour Weekend hasn’t alway given us the weather for swimming – sometimes it’s given us a continuation of winter or only the promise of summer.

This year we’ve had more than a promise with temperatures in the early to mid 20s.

I didn’t have a swim but it’s been perfect weather for walking and relaxing and I’m grateful for it.

 

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