Forget cake.Forget candy.
Forget sodapop.
August is popsicles. Cherry, orange, raspberry, lemon and lime...
Give me grape. When I was little, the ice cream man would ring his bell and we'd go flying outside to pick our choice of the colored ice on 2 sticks. One bite of a grape popsicle to this day brings me back to those carefree summers of bare feet, shorts, games and fireflies.
8"x10" Pastel [SOLD-Texas]
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