Another August is here. August always reminds me of certain things. Always.
There were the daily trips to Albert's Landing with the family when I was growing up.
There were birthday parties! Both my sisters were born in August.
There was the Calvary Baptist Church barbecue.
There was the humidity, so thick you could cut it with a knife and creating mildew in the back of closets and other dark spaces.
There was the smell of the beach that permeated everything-our bedrooms, the car, our clothes.
The smell of sun tan lotion and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches packed in the cooler. And cool aid punch in the thermos.
And the smell of the fish factory at Promised Land when the wind was right.
Some things stay with you forever, and the sights and smells of summer are surely among them.