I do love me a good Mini Salted Caramel Truffle Blizzard. While savoring one, I started thinking about Dairy Queen and how it was the place to go after the girls’ soccer games, orchestra concerts, etc. Or, every once in a while, Annabelle and I would walk Jack around the lake to the DQ. I got lost in memories, but found today’s #wonderbreak :>) [Want to learn more or join in?]
I’m not sure if my granddaughters have ever been to DQ. We usually go to a local ice cream shop, and there is no nearby DQ. These are my memories, though. I love how you included so many, Laura, like “cartwheels on the soccer field/head bowed to violin”. Wonderful rhythm, too!
Thanks, Linda. I struggled with this one–trying to gather several disparate images in a short poem…