Fond Memories of Ohio
I am going to start a new line of blogs here. It will be called, "From the Vaults of My Mind". This first one hits me from my latest trip to Ohio for a class reunion.
Do I/Will I miss Ohio?
As much as I sometimes miss and long for the long dusk evenings......
those summer nights when the sun's warmth is finally set and that moment on the cool uncumbered breeze you can smell the heavy sweet scent wafting in from the corn fields.
When you see a storm roll in from the distance and the exact moment it hits the sweet fresh rain comes pounding down. Who knew that rain could smell clean, sweet and fresh with just a hint of earth worm.
One can see for miles with the occasional clump of trees, a house or a barn. It seems every bit of land that is big enough has a token pond. Farmlands spread everywhere. Not like in Tennessee where they are dotted in and between the valleys.
And the old buildings.......
Where some places would rather tear down and build new, Ohio tries to keep the history of it's towns. Driving down some roads one feels transported back into the Victorian era. Beautiful Victorian homes line the street as do tall old leafy trees. You can almost hear the horse hooves on the brick streets as they pull carts and wagons.
Do I miss the endless skies? One can see for miles here. Stars stretch as far as the eyes can strain to see.
Morning fog slowly creeps in the distance as it rolls in across the corn fields.
I will tell you a secret. I do miss the museums. No other place I know has so many. The rich history, colorful stories. Both good and bad I learned so much from them.
Will I or Do I miss Ohio?
There are some bitter sweet memories here. I do miss my friends, and most of my family has either moved away or died. So when I can I will visit my friends. I'll play in the laughing creeks. I'll mentally craft mice out of the banks of teesil as I drive by. I'll reflect on all the memories stored in the vaults of my mind. I will fondly smile to myself at all my treasures. But I will move forward, I will move on.
Lori Maner July 29, 2018
Do I/Will I miss Ohio?
As much as I sometimes miss and long for the long dusk evenings......
those summer nights when the sun's warmth is finally set and that moment on the cool uncumbered breeze you can smell the heavy sweet scent wafting in from the corn fields.
When you see a storm roll in from the distance and the exact moment it hits the sweet fresh rain comes pounding down. Who knew that rain could smell clean, sweet and fresh with just a hint of earth worm.
One can see for miles with the occasional clump of trees, a house or a barn. It seems every bit of land that is big enough has a token pond. Farmlands spread everywhere. Not like in Tennessee where they are dotted in and between the valleys.
And the old buildings.......
Where some places would rather tear down and build new, Ohio tries to keep the history of it's towns. Driving down some roads one feels transported back into the Victorian era. Beautiful Victorian homes line the street as do tall old leafy trees. You can almost hear the horse hooves on the brick streets as they pull carts and wagons.
Do I miss the endless skies? One can see for miles here. Stars stretch as far as the eyes can strain to see.
Morning fog slowly creeps in the distance as it rolls in across the corn fields.
I will tell you a secret. I do miss the museums. No other place I know has so many. The rich history, colorful stories. Both good and bad I learned so much from them.
Will I or Do I miss Ohio?
There are some bitter sweet memories here. I do miss my friends, and most of my family has either moved away or died. So when I can I will visit my friends. I'll play in the laughing creeks. I'll mentally craft mice out of the banks of teesil as I drive by. I'll reflect on all the memories stored in the vaults of my mind. I will fondly smile to myself at all my treasures. But I will move forward, I will move on.
Lori Maner July 29, 2018
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