Ice cream trucks are magic. Pure magic. Think about it, they slowly drive around randomly through neighborhoods with a truck filled with ice cream and other frozen novelties. They bring it to you. It is one of the last remaining services that come to you. Plus, it is ice cream we're talking about here. Not door to door vacuum or encyclopedia salesmen. Ice cream! It finds you! Tell me there isn't something magical about that.
A happy tinkling melody carried by the breeze through the trees...is it? Could it be? Yes! You hear it and pause for a second and listen intently. Is is coming this way? Up my street?
A dash for cash and then run out the front door as fast as you can and line up.
Enjoy your treats in the yard, racing the sun who is trying to melt them. "Wanna play hide and seek later?"
Then the ice cream truck moves on, bringing happiness to the next bunch of kids.
Please, let there always be ice cream trucks for each new generation.
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PS - I heard one wind through our neighborhood as I was painting this truck. Not kidding. This sounds almost too precious but honest, it happened. I didn't however try to catch it - I was too engrossed in toy making and didn't have cash anyway. I really hope I didn't disturb some ice cream truck karma balance and that it comes back my way again soon. Next time I'll be ready.
(I'm keeping this set. I cannot possibly let it leave my house. However, I did make another one for the shop.)
