I love birthdays. Birthdays are like your own personal New Years Day. Taking account, looking forward and back, along with a little shopping, a steak and a Manhattan.
The pic is of me and my siblings. I’m thinking circa 1980. Not exactly sure of the date but it was definitely when we spent our summers entirely outside and usually swimming on a lake in Wisconsin.
Looks like we’re building a floatilla. There is a high probability one of us is wearing a lanyard bracelet made by the other. Fresca and 7-Up (the un-cola) are sitting on the pier heating up in the sun to what will be beyond drinking temperature but we will still enjoy, the carbonation seems more intense when your soda is near boiling. There is most definitely a Camp Un-ah-li-ya (the place of friends) t-shirt getting soaked with lake water on one of our 70’s era lawn chairs. There will be water skiing later that afternoon. Right after we eat our huge lunch our mom or grandma will make for us, including jello. Cribbage, badminton, croquet outside all day.
I love the saturated colors and blurred lines from these older pics. And I like that we’re not posing, just completely in our element, playing around with all the time in the world. When we get together now it still feels the same.
Saul Bellows