It seems like forever since I've last posted. It's unusual for me to be gone from the blog so long, but I was on the road and opportunities to get on the internet were scarce.
While everyone was inside unpacking, I took a walk around my parents' property. I saw the old rusted trucks my father one day intends to restore, I smelled the sticky-sweet fragrance of the night-blooming jasmine, and felt the wind on my face – that same wind with the faint smell of the salt of the sea even though miles from the ocean. I remember that wind, the one pushing me forward to where I am now, reminding me that the sunshine of my childhood still shines within me where ever I go.
4 comments:
I missed you while you were off the Tubes.
ohhh Andrew yes I know what you mean!! Childhood the jewels we carry! Are your parents still surrounded by openess? (wondering if its been ruined like so many other places?!)
xx
I missed you too, Kate McKinnon!
Hey Janet!
The neighborhood that my parents live in now has changed a lot. There used to be stables and a lot of horse barns, but that has all changed. There are big mansions now. My parents bought up the land a while ago and we cleared a lot of it by hand. A lot of time and energy went into what it is now today. The land is on a lake and they've got about five acres of property, which is pretty spectacular considering how quickly things have changed there.
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