Summers spent at the beach. Weeks on end. Playing in the surf and catching sharks. Yeah, sharks. It was great fun.

I remember roaming my grandparents' farm with my sister and cousins.  One day we were out by the pond when my cousin yelled "Holy Moses!".  She had stepped on a box turtle, thinking it was a rock.  So, of course we named him Holy Moses and painted a red X on the underneath part of his shell to make him identifiiable.  And, yes, we did see him again.

Two summers ago taking my 12 yr old grandson fishing (my 2nd passion) at the local beach and catching bullfrogs when we got bored catching sunny's. We slogged in the marshy shore giggling at our black feet from the mud.

Watching my kids eat Otter Pops in their plastic kiddie pool. More fun, less mess. With all the rain we've had here in Portland, I'm missing hot Kansas summers.

They are so cute

Growing up in the country in the South, the yards were covered with white sand under the trees.  One of the chores was to rake  and spread the sand over the area.  We would play for hours with our tractors and trucks (Tonka toys) using our imagination to design little towns.

We would design patterns in the sand which now could be quilting patterns on my art projects.

My favorite summertime memories all revolve around water:  sprinklers, pools, rivers, lakes, and oceans.  My Mom would always buy a swim pass for me so that I had something to do in the summer while she was at work.  I would spend all day at the pool playing with friends.  As I got older I learned to love canoeing.  Once I married and had children of my own we have spent many happy hours running through the sprinkles, going to the pool and Pacific ocean.  I love water!

Playing hide-n-seek at dusk with the neighborhood kids, and catching lightning bugs.

so many.... floating a "super Ball" down the little creek next to our house, and following it all the way thru the field, spending many days making dams in the creek also.

I remember roaming my grandparents' farm with my sister and cousins.  One day when we were out by the pond, my cousin yelled "Holy Moses!".  She had stepped on a box turtle, thinking it was a rock.  So of course we named him Holy Moses and painted a red X on his underside to make him identifiable.  And yes, we did see him again.

The cottage I went to as a child had big wide windows with small cracks in the corners - it was a really old cottage.  The garter snakes would come up from the basement ( no one went into the crawlspace under the cottage!) and would sway to the music playing in the kitchen!  We didn't bother them and they didn't bother us!!  But it was way cool to see that they liked Elvis and the Beatles!

Cheers, Denise

My fav summertime memories are of staying with my Granny and her teaching me to sew on her treadle machine, to embroider and more...I had to take out lots of stitches but learned to do tiny tiny stitches.

Playing with my friends in the woods behind our house.  Having picnics in the meadow where we thought we were the only ones who knew  about this hiding spot.  And don't forget the joy of swimming in the local swim hole, even if we came out covered in leaches.  It was all a part of being a kid in the country.

Best summertime memory consists of fresh tomatoes and corn on the cob from my dad's garden. Turtles liked his tomatoes, too!

Watching Summer Thunderstorms at night next to a open window with the breeze. Patterns of light through the trees. The feel of grass on bare feet :)

I remember playing hide and seek outside with my friends after dark.  Also, hours spent chasing fireflies.  Summer nights were magical to me.

I grew up in a large family in Southern Connecticut. We had a pool and we'd spend the summers up at the pool. On the weekends, my aunts, uncles and grandmother would come and join us for swimming and burgers on the grill. My oldest brother was, like most big brothers, sometimes fun and sometimes a terror. On one summer day, I remember him pushing everyone into the pool. After a while of taunting us, my grandmother had had enough. She got up from the chaise lounge and shoved him. When he resurfaced, he turned to threaten his attacker only to be me by my grandmother, all 4 foot 10 inches of her, one hand on one hip, the other in the air shaking her index finger at him saying, in heavily accented Ukrainian-English "Shame, shame, shame."  

He never messed with us again when she was around.

Memories of traveling to northern Michigan for summer vacations.  Turned into spending every weekend and all the time we could squeeze in during time off from school.  Loved helping my Mom and Dad build our cottage at the lake.  Sure miss all the bonfires and projects we did together..  Those were the good days..My aunt taught us to do liquid embroidery and latch hook...

My favorite summer time memories were camping with my family when I was about 6 years old.  We would pack up our little Shasta camper and go to Abnaki campground in Skowhegan, Maine.  We spent most summers there and always had a fantastic time.

Sonya Anderson

Some of my fondest memories are family reunions at grandma and grandpa's house. All 27 of the grandkids would get together from across the state. We'd spend the day playing games, eating picnic food and best of all drinking soda pop chilled in an old washtub full of ice.

Every Summer I would be carted off to Massachusetts to spend a week with my grandparents.  I felt like a princess, I would get to help my nana bake and sew and play with her button box.  They had the most fabulous garden, and we would pick stubby carrots and barely rinse them under the hose and then munch on them.  My cousin who lived nearby and I would spend hours together playing house and anything our active little imaginations wanted.  Such freedom and very special, happy memories.  I was recently re-united with my cousin and it's like time stood still, we connected again immediately.  

Jean cutoffs, slip n slide, and the white sand beaches of Florida are part of my best summertime memories.

Favorite summertime memories? Being five years old, loading up my wagon with our kid set of little table and chairs, a blanket, Koolaid* in a thermos, graham crackers stuck together with frosting (thanks, Mom!), maybe a homemade popsicle (remember Tupperware's* molds!) and heading off through the 3 foot high rye grass in the field behind the house.  We would be a wagon train, set up camp, eat, dig, wander, build, hide and seek and chase...we were 'all alone' out there in that field.  Mom told us later in life all she had to do was stand at the kitchen window and watch for the waving of the rye grass to know exactly where we were!

family vacation in PEI!

The Forth of July fireworks.  I never realized how much I loved them until they were gone.  We moved to Alaska and it is too bright to have fireworks because the sun doesn't go all the way down in July!  Then we moved to Italy where they obviously don't celebrate the forth!  Now we are back and I enjoyed the fireworks on the Forth more than my kids!  It brought back so many memories of time spent watching fireworks.  From driving over the holiday to see my grandparents and watching them from the back seat of the car as we drove, to enjoying them with friends in high school, to enjoying watching them and my kids' faces as they enjoyed them.  Who doesn't LOVE fireworks?  Well, maybe hundreds of thousands of dogs.  But I can't wait to see them this year and enjoy being back to my childhood roots as we have left the military lifestyle to settle in our own home, finally!  The Forth of July has a deeper meaning to me after all my family has given up and friends and soldiers lost protecting the freedom we celebrate.  I'll enjoy thinking of the traditions we will start and how my kids will remember their Forth of July celebrations for the years to come.

My best summer memory is of my parents taking all of us kids (7 total) to the zoo for the day.  There wasn't a whole lot of money, as you can imagine, so they would pack a picnic basket for our lunch and leave it on one of the picnic tables.  No one ever bother it!  I can't imagine doing that today.  Anyways if we were lucky we might get one of the pressed waxed figurines from a machine before we went home.  We all had a great time.

The last few years I have lived right around the corner from Lake Erie and the memories with my two little ones, Colby, 5 & Maylee, 2, collecting "treasure" - beach glass, rocks, and driftwood has become some of my fondest summer memories...

My fondest memories are of swimming in the cold Atlantic ocean. How I ever thought that was warm, I'll never know but, we stayed there all day!

I have a thing for frogs... the little peepers from when I was a child and would visit my grandfather . We would go up to the lake and he would fish and I would gather little tiny frogs... Grandpa called a "frog herder"  Snails and turtles are nice too

I lived in Saipan for a time when I was young.  We had lots of frogs - so many that you had to slide your feet rather than picking them up, or you would squish them when you walked.  They would "pop" as we drove over them with the car.  We would play with them like pets, but let them go when we were done playing.  One of our favorite things to do was to fill the bathroom sinks with water and let the frogs "dive" off the faucet into the "pond".  We spent hours playing with the frogs!  I still like frogs!

Many many many summertime memories...what kid does not love summer best?

1:  The lilac tree behind my garage in MA had branches that hung to the ground.  If you went through them to the trunk, there was a space all around the tree.  We hung flannel baby blankets from some of the branches dividing the space into rooms, and that became our playhouse. The heady smell of lilac makes me feel like I am 6 years old again.

2. My kids and I belonged to a local swim club.  For many years, the schedule was: kids up early and off to the pool on their bikes for swim team practice, come home, eat lunch and we all go back to the pool for recreational swim.  Around 4, we go home again to get organized for dinner which was cooked and eaten at the pool. Return to pool by 6.  Except for the actual dinner, the kids were in the pool from 6 until the pool closed at 9,  then back home again where I wrung the kids out and sent them to bed for a good night's sleep so we could repeat the same schedule tomorrow!  Good times!

Hiding in the pear tree or the grape arbor, eating the fruit before Mom could get it for canning.

My favorite memories of summer happened after becoming a mother and enjoying the summers with my family.  I always enjoyed their breaks from school and the hectic pace of the school year.  One of my favorite memories is when we discovered Mackinac Island during vacation.  It is the most peaceful place where we can get away from the hustle and bustle of the demands of daily life and its beauty inspires creativity.  In face, my bags are packed and we're ready to go enjoy Mackinac again.  I even have an art bag packed for those creative moments we will have while relaxing there.

Visiting a friends cabin and camping.

Being raised in Arizona, my summers were spent finding shade and catching June bugs:  big green and black flying things that we caught and tied a thread onto and then chased each other with.  We spent every spare minute after chores playing outdoors and invented ways to keep cool.

The first day of the year that we can drive to the lake... seeing the water ahead as we drive over that last hill - everyone screams "THE LAKE!!  THERE IT IS!!".  It's more exciting than new year's eve.  lol

When we were kids my brother and I would spend two weeks with my grandparents in Wisconsin every summer. They lived in the country and their driveway consisted of small rocks ... not gravel, but really nice rocks. We would spend hours out there searching through the rocks for agates. My grandpa had a rock tumbler and he'd polish our treasures before we went home! A few years ago I found my bag full of these rocks in a box of childhood stuff and they sure brought back a lot of fun memories from 40 years ago. I replaced the marbles that came with our Mancala game with these prized agates.

My cousins would come down to visit us, and we'd go up to our grandfathers house or their house. We were all within 4 years of age, so it was great. We played outside all day long, and had the best time. The good old days!

One of my favorite summer memories was staying up late to watch old movies with my mother.  She let us stay up as late as we wanted and let us watch everything.  Of course, they were mostly black and white 1930's and 40's movies which were pretty tame by today's standards, but what an education.   My mother taught me to embroider when I was about 6 and to sew when I was 11 and I loved to spend my summer days making things!

We had a ditch by our house that was full of crawdad holes. We spent many morning out there with our sticks, strings, and hooks and anything we could think of that they might eat out of the refrigerator. Even though we never caught one, we were so dedicated since they kept eating our bait. Then one day we decided to work at it all day and put up a lean-to tent to keep the hot Teas sun off of us. It was still extrememly hot and we paused to get a sno-cone from the afternoon sno-cone truck. We figured the crawdads were hot too and put a spoonfull of sno-cone down one of the holes. We were so shocked to see the crawdad come crawling out of the hole! We were so shocked and excited that we forgot to grab the crawdad and he soon returned to his hole in fright!

My favorite summer memories are of camping with my family at a very special place on the Sacandaga River in the Adirondacks.  When we had families of our own, my sister and I started our own tradition of camping there with our children.  We have now added grandkids to the mix, and every moment we spend there is a favorite memory: playing in the river, sitting around the campfire, stargazing, and falling asleep to the sound of river music.

Summertime in Minnesota watching the fireflies flicker.

My summers were spent on horseback. I had a wonderful, faithful Quarter Horse gelding that was my friend and confidante. He patiently listened to my loud (and probably off-key :)) singing, my current school or boyfriend troubles, or just my joy of riding in the Texas heat and endless blue skies. I guess he was my version of a 4 legged diary. I miss those carefree days!

My favorite memories are those as a small girl waking at 4 am and driving with my Dad for 1 1/2 to fish at Gulf Shores pier.  Just the two of us.  How I loved watching the sun rise over the Gulf and watching the water sparkle.  We would eat sandwiches that smelled like fish and fish for hours.  I would jump up and down and scream everytime I caught a fish.  All the old fisherman would just laugh.  Those were great times.

Caren12

I came from a very small town and we left in the morning with friends and were told we couldn't leave town, that was it. We would here are mom yell for us to come home for lunch and then she would send us back out, then call us back for dinner. We got bored sometimes, but some of the best times was hanging with friends thinking up things to do.

Long summer days as a child when it seems as if the day has gone on forever and your Mom calls out to eat supper, and you can barely keep your eyes open from so much fun with friends....dreaming of the next day picking up where you left off.

Every summer my younger sister and I would spend weeks on end visiting our relatives in the hills of KY.  We would run wild in the corn fields, and pick cherries and peaches with my aunt.  At night we would catch lightening bugs in jars and feast on homemade cherry pie and peach cobbler.  

I would also watch my aunts and older cousins making quilts using a large, very old wooden frame they would place in the middle of the room.  We all went to sleep under beautiful, cozy quilts.  The were all hand pieced and quilted.  

Good gravy!!  Those were the days!!    

Chasing fireflies and throwing rocks for bats to dive at.  I can remember doing these just after dusk hours. What fun.

A summer spent at the beach....aaaaahhhh that sounds so nice.  Wish I could do that.  

Summers when we went to Kentucky! To visit my mema and papa all my aunts and uncles and cousins ! Being a California child it was awesome to go horse back riding ,feed chickens ,goats, pigs etc . Now years later my love for quilting came from my mema .

Picking berries at my grandparents' farm and then having them later in my grandmother's amazing pies!

Summer nights camping at the lake and fishing until the wee hours of the morning - then having to clean the fish before going to bed! :-D

I have fond memories of summertime many years ago at Zack's in Sausalito, CA. On Sunday's the favorite pastime was turtle races. It was so entertaining. Your story about the snails and turtles brought back many good memories.

Fishing with my Dad. I never caught anything, but it was the one time I had him all to myself. Standing in a cold mountain river or scrapping ice off the bottom of the boat on opening day - precious memories.

My best memories are of going on summer vacation with my family.  I was born and raised in Vancouver, B.C,. Canada and every summer my parents would take my sister and I to a sea side resort usually on Vancouver Island for two weeks.  I t was so ,much fun setting up house in a cabin, playing on a new beach and going fishing with my dad.

Best summertime memory is playing outside as a kid until late at night.

barbecues on the deck

This struck a cord with me - I also had a fascination with snails as a child.  To me they were always odnedods!!  We still call them odnedods in our family - shame really, I can't remember why!  I love the odnedod fabric................

Going off to summer camp was always one of my favorite things, especially when we went for two weeks, because we'd be lucky enough to stay over the weekend when there were few other campers around and the counselors would take us on a long canoe trip with them.  So many memories from camp.  I loved it so much I became a counselor myself at one point.

Other favorite memories include the Founders Festival in my home town, family vacations to the lake house, and lazy days spent around the neighborhood.  Certain summer smells are memory triggers: campfires, bug spray, sun tan lotion, grills...

Summers in Texas are not nearly as pleasant as summers up north.  I miss it.

Family reunions in PA every July! We played in the creek skipping stones and wading!

Days at the lake....smell of gas on a hot day....wqeird huh?

My favorite summertime memory is lying in bed in the dark in our old farmhouse and hearing a few drops of rain hit the tin roof. The drops get quicker and harder until there is a downpouring of rain. The rain on the roofs lulls me to the best sleep in the world.

The exhilarating feeling of that last day of school when freedom tasted so sweet!

Hours and hours of playing outside and then eating dinner from the garden and drinking ice tea on the back porch.

hmmm don't know if this is too late but we used to go to a beach an hour away from home where we could collect little frogs by the pailful which we would of course set free at the end of the day...

the salt water in Maine...it wasn't as cold when I was young.....reading fanned by the warm summer breeze.......new memories about to be made with the birth of my 7th grandchild last evening - just after the dessert course at my 40th college renuion dinner ..he received a round of applause from classmates as a welcome to the world.

Summers at the beach are definitely some of my favorite memories.  We would go to the ocean in the morning and then come back to the bungalow at lunch.  After lunch we would throw everything in the wagon and go to the bay until dinner.  What fun we had!  

My grandparents lived near the Jersey Shore and we would go to their house every year for summer vacation. Aside from the usual beachy fun stuff (building sand castles, mini golf, picnics with sand in your food, trying to avoid stepping on washed up jelly fish), there was a place that you could pay by the hour to jump on their trampolines. I LOVED this place and would make my parents and grandparents take me there as much as possible. I jumped up and down for hours and hours. Back in those days we didn't have the big round trampolines you can buy for your backyard like they do now, so this was my only opportunity to get my fix of bouncing. Now every time I see one of those round ones in a kid's backyard I get jealous!

Going to the beach! collecting shells, walking on the beach...still one of my favorite things to do at any time of the year.

Love that fabric!

Favorite summer memory is lying out at night and watching the August meteor showers! SO much fun

SheilaC

My fondest memories of summer were spending our vacation in the northwoods of Wisconsin with my NaNa and PaPa. I was the bluegill catching champion and loved my bamboo pole that PaPa made for me. We would scavenge for our own worms... no baitshop for us! In the evening my sister and I would catch fireflies and put the jar on the nightstand in between our beds that were covered in the quilts that NaNa brought with us...they smelled like a warm summer day. We continued this tradition of taking our own kids to the northwoods for summer vacation and I'm sure one day when I have grandkids we will do the same.

Our annual family beach vacation at Sunset Beach, NC is worth waiting for all year.  Morning coffee on the deck with binoculars to watch the shore birds, days on the beach with a novel and a cold beverage, walking to Bird Island, afternoon margaritas, seafood dinner, back on the deck to watch the sunset and then the shooting stars.  Heavenly!

I dont know when the rotation of the Earth sped up but I know that a day lasted at least 72 hrs  Kids in Southern Oklahoma were  not be seen or heard , and that suited me just fine. I was a Kid without a border allowed to roam my range and ever expand it. I collected plant and animal species like a  born naturalist, Since most adults had nothing interesting to say anyway I found the elderly did and they helped me identify every form of life I came up with, from the top of my favorite elephant ear tree I could watch the whole world come and go and learned to value what others call free time, I use that time to quilt now and remember all about the storys the old folks told me back when the days  lasted 72 hours.

Summers in Downeast Maine at my grandparents- rowing in the harbor and catching hornpout in the tidal pools.

My favorite summertime memory is going to camp. I always enjoyed the hikes a group of us made in the woods,  picking blueberries & popping them into our mouths, so sweet, keeping enough to take back to camp & enjoying fresh baked blueberry muffins!

Being on the water is what I love of summer!

I fondly remember picking salmon berries on Kodiak island when we were stationed in Alaska.  I love this little charm pack.

fishing with my father at the lake!  great giveaway!

I worked on a dude ranch in Colorado.  I was a kitchen girl and helped cook and do dishes.  Those were wonderful days.

(Love that charm pack.)

Favourite summer time memories have to include water...  lying on a sailboat hearing the water rush by would be my favourite!

Endless summer days playing with the neighborhood kids, swimming, bike riding, walking all over the neighorhood on my stilts... I loved those things!  

Love that charm pack too!  Darling!

MGM

Ahhhh...so cute.  We have 8 tortoise eggs due to hatch next month.  They are always so precious and remind me of porcelain figurines.

I always look forward to dinners outside and the lazy long days of summer.

I loved getting up before the sun to pack up the boat and go water skiing for the day.  It was a family trip we made weekly (my dad never sleeps! I swear it!)

thanks for the smile ☺

♥Duff

Hanging out at the beach every weekend with my parents.  It was fun!

Summers on the Eastern shore catching and eating (after cooking!) blue crabs, in the hot, hot Maryland sun with my brother!

THE best summertime memories are when I was a child and we would sit in my Granny's kitchen with homemade iced tea, a warm summer breeze and watch the red robin EVERY morning in the tree!  (The tree was so close to the window, you could reach out and touch it).

spending a week with my grandparents.  They lived way off the beaten path and i was assured that no one could ever find me there, they wouldn't know how to get there.  She had huge black grasshoppers in her yard and you had to watch your step unless you crush one.  Grandma used them on her fishing line, as well as frogs.  She would put them on her hook and spit on them for luck.

spending a week with my grandparents.  They lived way off the beaten path and i was assured that no one could ever find me there, they wouldn't know how to get there.  She had huge black grasshoppers in her yard and you had to watch your step unless you crush one.  Grandma used them on her fishing line, as well as frogs.  She would put them on her hook and spit on them for luck.

spending a week with my grandparents.  They lived way off the beaten path and i was assured that no one could ever find me there, they wouldn't know how to get there.  She had huge black grasshoppers in her yard and you had to watch your step unless you crush one.  Grandma used them on her fishing line, as well as frogs.  She would put them on her hook and spit on them for luck.

spending a week with my grandparents.  They lived way off the beaten path and i was assured that no one could ever find me there, they wouldn't know how to get there.  She had huge black grasshoppers in her yard and you had to watch your step unless you crush one.  Grandma used them on her fishing line, as well as frogs.  She would put them on her hook and spit on them for luck.

My favourite memories are from camping - the long drive up there, setting up camp, and then going for a long walk to get to know the park!

Very cute charm pack - count me in!

My favorite summer memory is of camping at Jackson Hole with my extended family.  We hiked, boated and played cards into the night.  We cooked all our meals on a campstove and played in the dirt.  They are memories I am excited to pass on to my kids.

I remember hot but fun days in band camp as a teen, playing music and hanging out with my friends.

My fondest summer time memories are spending 6 weeks during the summer at my grandparents/moms cabin on a lake after my dad passed away.  6 weeks of no friends, no TV, no electricity, but we had the lake and the fresh air instead!  BLISS!!!

The thing I liked the most about the summertime when I was younger was being out of school.  No homework, no tests, just plenty of time to run around barefoot and play until the sun went down.  Neat giveaway!!

Summers...ahh...I love playing outside at night, when it's just cooling off and everyone's been playing hard all day.  The air smells fantastic and you've been BBQ all day and the grown-ups are drinking beer and telling stories and the crickets are just coming out.

My family used to go camping every summer. Dad is a minister and if we didn't leave town, he didn't get a break. We would travel to different parts of the country and visit famous places and see the national parks and have a great time. I'm a teacher so I still get that time off in the summer, but I don't camp any longer and I miss it. See the world in a Sears Ted Williams Camper!

Sarah in Houston

Summers on the wonderful Adriatic coast and yes I'm  from Croatia

the fabric is so cute this would make lovely children presents love the pic of the turtles do you race them lol ;0)

I grew up on a wheat farm and some of my favorites summer memories have to do with wheat harvest and tasting the grain right from the field. I still love it even though I don't live there anymore:)

Weekend tent camping trips with my sister and folks. Complete with long hikes, canoes and crawdad catching. :)

I have such fond memories of spending time with my grandparents in rural Mississippi -- collecting and playing with "rolypolies," playing house under the weeping willow, swimming and then going for a root beer float at the soda fountain in the city dgrugstore and catching lightening bugs to "light" my bedroom at night, playing cards and games with my Nana and Papa, and finally, the back rubs I'd get from Nana's soft  hands just before we'd say prayers and go to bed for the night.  Ahhhh, such sweet memories!

My summertime memories include Maine, too.  I spent all my summers as a child/teenager in Maine with my family renting a cottage on a lake.  AAHHH  Maine Memories.  Thanks for the giveaway

I just got back from a week on the Maine coast - ah, bliss!  I didn't discover Maine until I was almost fifty (now 56) and have vacationed there five times now!

But my favorite summertime memory is going to Virginia Beach with a friend and my 15-year-old daughter many years ago.  We had a great time together and still talk about it 21 years later.

i grew up in southern california. as a teenager, almost every year during the summer, our church youth group would travel to the san bernadino mountains to play in the snow. i remember thinking how funny it was to drive a mere 3 hours from the hot and dry san fernando valley to the cold and snow of big bear lake. my best memory was how it felt to fly down those snow covered hills on our huge innertubes with that chilly wind in my face. such freedom!

My favorite memory was wanting to sleep outside but there was a call for rain in the forecast.  So my twin sister and I put our sleeping bags in the back of the pickup truck (which had a cab/cap? over it).  I remember feeling so awed as the storm rocked the truck and the lightning lit up the interior of the truck, but we were big girls (probably 9) and we stayed out there all night.  Thanks for the chance to win!

I have many fond summer memories but I guess my favorite would be when I was a young teenager, I hung out at a riding stable.  I would clean horses and their stalls in exchange for a chance to ride for free.  There was such a sense of freedom when you rode a horse.  It probably drove my parents crazy that I would clean up after a horse but not my room :).  Oh the things we did as children back then that would give a parent today a heart attack.  

Oh.. turtles and snails are cute.. as print on fabric, I like turtles (real turtle) ...but I don't like snail.

In my country, we don't have summer, just dry season and rainy season.. so I don't have summertime memories..

Is this open for international address?

OMG turtles!  I haven't seen a tiny turtle in years!  I remember having several as a kid!  In the summer time me and my sis would put them in those tiny plastic pools and pretend we were swiming with the turtles!  Wow memories!  Thanks for the having the giveaway!

OMG I love this fabric! I have 2 aquatic turtles and I adore them!

My best summertime memories are of my Husband & I at the river. He fishes while I watch the wildlife! Its so relaxing and gives me plenty of time to think of new things to make :)

Hoping on my new 3-speed (woohoo!) bike, plunking my rabbit "Topsy" in the basket on the handle bars and racing off to the beach. I spent many a glorious summer day peering into and poking around the tide pools of the Westcoast. So lucky to have grown up near the water, though I don't think Topsy enjoyed it so much.

I loved riding around my bicycle, down hill especially to feel the breeze on my face, and drinking my Mom's homemade lemonade.  I read books sitting under the willow tree, a favorite pasttime.  We did not have a care in the world, it wasn't so scary as it is today.  It was a carefree childhood and wonderful!

Since I never heard from the last winner of this cute stack of fabric squares, it’s time to select