We try and take the backwoods roads when taking a car trip. You usually find something to take a picture of, or stir up a story. Going home, to Jacksonville, a million times in my life, would seem routine. It never is.
You see we are just North of Enigma!! We wander off the highway around Tifton, and lolly-gag our way to Mom and Dads. The roads are flat as pancakes, and oozing with swamp water. Creeks and rivers, and funny names. I find it all to be beautiful. There is a church on each side of the road, mile after mile. There are dollar stores next to filling stations, next to graveyards! The cotton fields, pecan groves and road kill are asking you to stop and take a look. My husband, being from New York, listens to all my stories and pulls off the side of the road, at the mere mention of STOP! Moss filled trees, whisper to me, cows and horses know me by name.
This trip was no different, I searched for this screen door in Waycross and found a church. The sky was dark and stormy, and I feared no good could come of me stopping. How long could it take to click away a few photos of an old church. It was a beautiful building, empty and full at the same time. We stopped, I ran, touching, feeling, smelling and clicking this church building of long ago. I returned to the car, thrilled yet still looking for that one screen door. I saw it later as we passed it, the rain was too hard to pull over. Next time, it is always a wonderful thought, to know you will return home.
My parents are older, and slower but still full of life. My brothers are still my brothers! I think they save up all the gasses they have for me, its special!! I saw old neighbors whom I love, and cousins I adore.
My town, and my family inspire me.
My husband and children, are also my inspiration.
A friend this week, had sent me a surprise package, with some Rudolph Nureyev things. Knowing how much I have loved him and the ballet my entire life. How wonderful to return home, and have someone from my old home send me a gift, for just because! She said, " I knew you would like this!"
Friends from long ago, make me a better person
Glad to be home, with a treasure of memories
You can home again, mine is right past Enigma! ( I just love the name of that town!) (wonder who lives there??) ( road trip!)
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
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