Friday, February 11, 2011

Walk in the Snow

Sometimes, I don't realize how good it feel to walk around when it's quiet.  When I was growing up, we lived in a neighborhood full of houses, but if you walked about half a mile away, the houses disappeared and there were farms....and space.  There's still nothing like being outside on a quiet night and being able to see the stars.  However, walking around on a snowy day brings some peacefulness too.  I took these pictures on the walk. 
 I'm feeling thoughtful today, but I can't seem to be able to put those thoughts down on paper.  I'm supposed to be working on my paper.  In working on it, I stumbled upon some of my favorite theories.  Thinking about the meaning we derive from our lives.  I feel pretty lucky.  I have no idea what I'm doing, but I have good people in my life, live in a great place, have a great family. 
 Growing up, I lived on this broken down farm house.  We had a giant tree on a hill with a tire swing.  This picture reminds me of being so little and thinking everything else is so much bigger.  I forget, what it means to be small...to have so much hope...to be so naive.  To think if you swung high enough, your feet would touch the sky.   We also had a lot of woods around our house.  My sister and I would go exploring.  One part was full of junk, but we would go through it all and bring a lot of it back to our house.  There were these beautiful antique bottles.  I think we left them there.  I would love to go find them again.  We also had a pine cone collection....because having a pine tree with hundreds of pine cones in the front yard wasn't enough.  We put them in this big cupboard.  We showed all our friends who came over and asked them to contribute more pine cones to the pine cone collection.  It's the simple things in life.  Now, I think my mom was probably pretty happy it was an easy thing to keep us busy.  Sometimes, I still think about swinging until my feet touch the sky. Goodnight moon.  I like your hat.
I saw this bird in a tree and it made me smile.  I hope it makes you smile too.  

4 comments:

  1. Ali, It's nice to read about your childhood, and to get to know you better through your blog. Your snow photos are lovely and the bird in the tree did make me smile. Susan

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  2. I want to go back to the farmhouse too!!! Remember our magic potions that we would make in the old bathtub... consisting of everything from the fridge! how funny! -Brandy

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  3. I actually almost included the potions in the post!!! They were so cool and smelled so awful!

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