Sunday, May 22, 2011

Sometimes I Wonder, Where Did We Go?

Bit by bit nature encroaches upon our dwelling. The same way time seems to encroach on our family's lives and change us. In the spring we look about and decide it's time to clear back a little. Create some space before we become swallowed up.  Over the years pieces of our individuality fall away and we move on and begin to forget. Time moves us forward and our view shifts.  Each spring in our yard we are like archaeologists within our own lives. In the way our memories buried deep within  sometimes spring forth and take us by surprise, sometimes when we least expect it the earth yields up


OUR PAST


When was the day they hit it into the bushes and decided not to retrieve it?
What was the day they walked away?
It slipped by so fast I never caught it. Didn't know I missed it until it was long gone.

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26 comments:

  1. Mrs. TunaMay 22, 2011 at 5:32 PM

    Spring has sprung, but crud I'm not looking forward to summer in Arizona.

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  2. Ms. AMay 22, 2011 at 6:25 PM

    I was hit into the bushes long ago and never retrieved. I'm still sitting here, patiently waiting for them to remember me.

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  3. Susan FobesMay 22, 2011 at 6:33 PM

    Now I'm thoroughly depressed-LOL! Grab some chocolate quick...

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  4. Help! Mama Remote...May 22, 2011 at 6:46 PM

    You know your post put me in severe thinking mode!

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  5. Ms. GMay 23, 2011 at 4:54 AM

    Mrs. Tuna: If I had to spend summer in Arizona I would ....I don't even want to think about it...

    Ms.A.: Yeah, Me Too, but I'm kind of hoping they don't notice me ; )

    Susan: I hit the Edy's AND the Grasshoppers yesterday.

    Help Mama! Nicole, Sometimes it hits you like...well like a baseball bat..or in this case softball: )

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  6. Liz MaysMay 23, 2011 at 7:20 AM

    You made me think of times I've been the archaeologist as well. I love where you made me go with this post!

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  7. Linda MedranoMay 23, 2011 at 11:42 AM

    You sound a bit melancholy my dear. Harry and Honey (my dogs) bury treasures for us all the time. Toys, a bone, a small kid, who knows!

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  8. Ms. GMay 23, 2011 at 3:37 PM

    blueviolet: Recently we found a rubber whale and a Barbie leg as well ; )It did give me quite a flashback though.

    Linda: Mood swings...hormones...I find treasures from my pets as well. Old balls and chew ropes. Between them and the kids we are like a landfill!

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  9. AlexandraMay 23, 2011 at 9:53 PM

    I know...all these memory triggers...

    snow melting does that to me.

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  10. Ms. GMay 24, 2011 at 10:48 AM

    Empress: We have dense packed foliage and trees. Things will be gone for years and then suddenly pop up!

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  11. KLZMay 24, 2011 at 11:17 AM

    This is a fascinating way to look at spring and uncovering what the winter has changed.

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  12. Ms. GMay 25, 2011 at 5:43 AM

    KLZ: Or what kind of junk we have hidden in our bushes ; )

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  13. marthaMay 25, 2011 at 6:56 AM

    tx for poppin by my space in hot Malaysia. Like you I have daughters. Unlike you, I only have 2, and they're young while yours are already teens. :)

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  14. parenting ad absurdumMay 25, 2011 at 10:03 AM

    Oh, this gives me such a pang about time passing!!

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  15. ElissaMay 25, 2011 at 12:45 PM

    do you know this song? One of my favorites... Might just have to go add it to my playlist now.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rdjspb0rGkk

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  16. Ms. GMay 25, 2011 at 1:55 PM

    martha: You are welcome! Any amount of girls is perfect : )

    Peryl: As long as it's not indigestion ; )

    Elissa: I listened. It is lovely! Thank you : )

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  17. Accidental ExpertMay 26, 2011 at 5:49 AM

    Ahh, I've been feeling very much the same lately. I've just been too busy cleaning up the herd's current messes to discover the old. Time to stop and cherish the moment, eh?

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  18. MelissaMay 26, 2011 at 6:44 AM

    Wow, wonderful metaphor, and so true! Loved it!

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  19. Ms. GMay 26, 2011 at 3:14 PM

    AE: Well, the moments to cherish are relative I guess ; )

    Melissa: Thank you Melissa: )

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  20. allisonMay 26, 2011 at 5:27 PM

    Oh. Uh. Yeah.

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  21. mominromeMay 27, 2011 at 4:31 AM

    it's like when you open a drawer that you never use...

    I found once a list on a book. I wrote that list years earlier with all my next purposes.
    it was really interesting to check out what I actually accomplished...
    :)

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  22. Ms. GMay 27, 2011 at 5:18 AM

    allison: Now don't get all 'wordy' on me. You know that stuff just goes right over my head ; )

    mominrome: I know what you mean. I have a spiral notebook from when I was a very young woman that has a list of self improvements. I'm still working on them : )

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  23. kelly garriott waiteMay 27, 2011 at 7:51 PM

    Such a lovely post.
    Left a Versatile Blogger Award for you on my site.
    Kelly Garriott Waite
    http://writinginthemarginsburstingattheseams.blogspot.com/

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  24. Ms. GMay 28, 2011 at 11:11 AM

    kelly g.w.: Thank you Kelly! How thoughtful : )

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  25. Organic Motherhood with Cool WhipJune 1, 2011 at 7:43 PM

    What a beautiful post. Like poetry. So amazing. And true.

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  26. Ms. GJune 2, 2011 at 4:36 AM

    Naomi: Yay, Naomi was here!!!!!!

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