I'm sommarloving. And the taste of summer is still hoolahoop, twist, and rollerskates. I'm trying to remember how the games rules were but everything is fading away. With my kids playing in the garden I'm starting to get memories back. The melodies are tumbling around in my head and movements are hiding in my legs and hands. I don't know yet how to put it together but I have five weeks left on my sommarlov (summer vacation when you're a teacher - or a student - in Sweden). Feeling lucky.
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