My sister and I used to spend hours in the water and on the beach
playing on a black tire inner-tube/float.
We'd float down the beach with the current,
try to flip one another out of it,
jump off of it... the fun was endless.
Then dripping wet, we would drag the 'tire' into the sand
and hold each others' hands trying to
stand and balance on the unstable float.
We'd fall into the dry sand, laughing,
and instantly become powdered sugar doughnuts.
The black float has long ago popped or dry rotted,
but the possibilities of float fun was still alive and well.
Alekzander and Anderson had their share of fun
in a retired yellow snow tube turned float.




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