The best farmer’s tan EVER

Crazy farmer’s tan
line across my beet-red face
little smile lines.

Recently I was in a St. Patrick’s Day parade, carrying a banner. I was halfway through the parade route when I turned to the person holding the other side of the banner and told her I hadn’t even considered sunscreen that day. I knew I’d have a pretty good sunburn later that day as the skies were a clear blue and the sun was shining down on us in all its glory.

We continued down the street listening to the delighted squeals of children chanting and jumping up and down as we waved at them. My face hurt from smiling and laughing by the time we reached the end of the route. I can’t remember the last time I’ve smiled quite like that and quite that long. It was glorious.

Saturday evening I was perplexed as I stood near a mirror looking at my beet-red face and I noticed on the inside of my cheeks there were un-touched white lines where the sun had not reached. “How can that be,” I thought to myself.

Then I had an idea. I smiled. And, bingo, there it was, my tan lines. I laughed and decided it was the best farmer’s tan I had ever obtained. A farmer’s tan from smiling and laughing. What could be better? Nothing, I decided. Absolutely nothing.

Whoever is reading this, I hope you get this type of farmer’s tan once in your life.

Have an incredible day, friends.