Simple, high pitched tunes blasted from the speakers of the small truck which continually circles our parking loop. This is followed by the unmistakeable sounds of small flip flops and tennis shoes and skateboards and scooters and big wheels all headed down the sidewalk.
This particular ice cream truck has hit a gold mine. I wish I had thought of it myself.
3 comments:
What's gotten into you. You've blogged 4 times this week!
-b
Are you still having lovely weather out there? We're jealous, altho it is improving at home.
What a great way to use those extra quarters laying around the house now that you don't need them for the laundry!
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