A memory from my childhood

This picture reminds me of summer when I was a kid. During the summer on Saturdays, I could see hot air balloons nearly every day. Balloonists would fill their balloons and take off from the huge back lawn behind my elementary school. One summer my birthday fell on a Saturday, and I remember watching the balloons rise into the air with my Dad on the front porch; my Dad told me the balloons were for my birthday. This memory is so clear in my mind and one of my favorites.