A trail of thoughts

Here’s a great example of how I begin thinking of something that lies deep in my memory. 

This morning, I was thinking about an invitation we had received from some friends of ours. They were having a get-together at their house, with mostly family and a few close friends. 

It sounded like great fun, with a barbecue, games, and lots of visiting. They have a swimming pool in their back yard, so we were encouraged to bring our swimsuits and enjoy a cool and refreshing swim time on a day that promised to be a very hot one.