Memories of an idyllic childhood

Notes: The authors remembers and lovingly describes a happy scene from his childhood. "The July sun is shining on a lush meadow spattered with buttercups. A few fat, black-and-white cows are lying in the grass, lazily chewing their cuds. In a corner of the meadow, almost hidden by a stand of weeping willows, is a swimming hole. I see a boy, about six years old, sitting on a bank. He watches in wonder as the sunlight shafting through the trees glints on his father, who swims around and around beneath the surface of the clear water. Meanwhile, the boy's mother is busily preparing their picnic spread under the giant trees".