You might think this is a bland and boring picture, but I think it is marvelous. Especially because it is the view out of our front window. Of course it will be prettier in a few months when the crops are growing, but I sometimes still can't believe that this is where I live. When I left North Carolina at 16 I really believed I would never be back for more than just a visit. This view reminds me of watching for the bus across the cornfields in front of our house growing up. What a pain it was when the corn (or sometimes soybeans) got too tall to see across the field. You never knew if the bus was coming until it was right at the doorstep. Which gets me to thinking about life on Paradise Rd. There was also a cow pasture beside our house. They really aren't very pretty animals, but I still liked watching them. Wouldn't it be nice if I could always be as relaxed as a cow? What am I thinking -- I already spend my days laying around and eating! :) There was also Granddaddy's woods behind our house that Mike & JW used to hunt in. I remember Mike took me with him once and vowed he would never do it again. I remember being so excited when we got up before daylight and had to be so quiet to not wake anyone else up. Sitting in the treestand I thought I was being pretty still, but we didn't see any deer that morning. Mike said it was because I couldn't be quiet enough. I wonder if he even remembers that. Anyway, I guess being a country girl is just in my blood. Who knows how long we'll stay here or where else life may take us, but I am really thankful for every day I live in North Carolina.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Life in Paradise
You might think this is a bland and boring picture, but I think it is marvelous. Especially because it is the view out of our front window. Of course it will be prettier in a few months when the crops are growing, but I sometimes still can't believe that this is where I live. When I left North Carolina at 16 I really believed I would never be back for more than just a visit. This view reminds me of watching for the bus across the cornfields in front of our house growing up. What a pain it was when the corn (or sometimes soybeans) got too tall to see across the field. You never knew if the bus was coming until it was right at the doorstep. Which gets me to thinking about life on Paradise Rd. There was also a cow pasture beside our house. They really aren't very pretty animals, but I still liked watching them. Wouldn't it be nice if I could always be as relaxed as a cow? What am I thinking -- I already spend my days laying around and eating! :) There was also Granddaddy's woods behind our house that Mike & JW used to hunt in. I remember Mike took me with him once and vowed he would never do it again. I remember being so excited when we got up before daylight and had to be so quiet to not wake anyone else up. Sitting in the treestand I thought I was being pretty still, but we didn't see any deer that morning. Mike said it was because I couldn't be quiet enough. I wonder if he even remembers that. Anyway, I guess being a country girl is just in my blood. Who knows how long we'll stay here or where else life may take us, but I am really thankful for every day I live in North Carolina.
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i really enjoyed this post! i think NC is the promised land...a little piece of heaven on earth.
childhood is a beautiful thing. memories & experiences from childhood are so peaceful & comforting that when we're reminded of them as adults they evoke the same feelings. there is often no rhyme or reason to why they make us feel that way. my mom always ran the dryer at nighttime, so i remember falling asleep to that sound. there's nothing magically comforting about the dryer, but it is to me b/c of the feelings it brings back.
i hope y'all get to stay in nc for a long, long time!
That's really funny that you like the dryer. It brings back negative feelings for me. My sister never did a good job folding the clothes so Mom wouldn't make her do laundry. So guess who was given that job! Of course, me. Can you tell I'm still bitter? :)
haha! since we're talking laundry, the part of it i hate is putting it away. funny that i'm not bothered by the washing, drying or folding...but the putting away drives me crazy.
and speaking of "bitter", the comment i hated as a child was, "you're the oldest, so you should know better." as an adult i can totally see how that is true, but as a kid i despised it. amazing what a little perspective does! =)
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