Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Picture #1 and #2


The bottom most two pictures were taken on the banks of the Noosack River about two miles away from my house. The very same river that flooded so badly this winter it almost touched the underside of freeway bridge crossing it. Now THAT would be one cool picture.
There are some perks to floods though and one of those is driftwood! My sister and I and some friends of ours had just found this perfectly lovely piece of sun soaked beach and we were just about ready to lay down and get a tan when we came up with a better idea instead. We could build a driftwood house! A huge pile of it was nearby and it was just tempting us to use it. Only a homeschooler would give up a perfectly good sleeping opportunity to haul around bug infested logs..... Why? Because we just had to use our budding architectural skills! But it was fun. While playing in the sand and getting a sunburn that day I felt and was, Huckleberry Finn.

The second picture is later that day, when our brothers showed up. We decided to take action shots jumping off sand dunes. Its hard to describe to someone how much fun that really is unless they have actually done it.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Another summer day, has come and gone away....











I don't have time to post an update right now, so instead I'll post some pictures of just a few of the exciting things that happened to me this summer. Then later I will describe in detail each picture and the story behind it.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Snapshots of the future


A cracked teacup sits on the warped shelf of the old playhouse,
with only a rusty spoon for company.
The trees long to feel once more small, warm arms,
grasping their sturdy trunks,
and to hear the shouts of laughter
that used to echo down from the tips of their lofty green canopy's.
Bikes sit unused in the empty shed
and time has caused a fine layer of dust and cobwebs to settle
on the fishing poles and unused tackle box's
propped against the back corner.
Mothers never need to complain about children
tracking muddy footprints across newly swept floors
or of the bugs and insects
that for some reason keep appearing on a certain brother's pillow.
Houses are no longer being built with window seats anymore
and reading has all but disappeared.
The library shelves are hollow and empty,
names like Peter Rabbit and Huckleberry Finn are forgotten.
Mud pies and swimming in murky ponds are just a thing of the past.

Copyright by Rose Farris
2009

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