At times I get "homesick" for some of the places we've lived. We started out from the West coast and migrated to the East coast with a few stops in between and we each have lived in foreign countries for a time.
Of course, our beloved home state of Washington (and Oregon) will always be the favorite. I miss so many things about it. The volcanoes that seem to pop up out of no where, the rugged yet romantic coast, the crisp, fresh air with its piquant aroma of Evergreen and those breathtaking waterfalls...
We have great memories of the places we've lived and the friends we made there. Every city and state had its quirks and unique forms of beauty. In the Central California coast, the fragrance of Eucalyptus trees made for an inexpensive house freshener and I enjoyed watching the seals play next to the walking path to Cannery Row. Only in Utah could you ask "what south are you?" when asking for directions and everyone understood. And those protective Wasatch Mountains - no need to say more. In Texas there are "Texas Friendly" driving lanes and neighbors who bring you freshly picked pecans. In the Low country of South Carolina, you can enjoy its native fare - the Low-Country boil and see hauntingly beautiful Spanish Moss dangling from Live Oaks.
And here in PA, I am reminded once again just how wonderful it is to explore this beautiful country and come upon scenes like these.
Just a simple day of running errands makes for simply pleasant surprises...
Of course, our beloved home state of Washington (and Oregon) will always be the favorite. I miss so many things about it. The volcanoes that seem to pop up out of no where, the rugged yet romantic coast, the crisp, fresh air with its piquant aroma of Evergreen and those breathtaking waterfalls...
We have great memories of the places we've lived and the friends we made there. Every city and state had its quirks and unique forms of beauty. In the Central California coast, the fragrance of Eucalyptus trees made for an inexpensive house freshener and I enjoyed watching the seals play next to the walking path to Cannery Row. Only in Utah could you ask "what south are you?" when asking for directions and everyone understood. And those protective Wasatch Mountains - no need to say more. In Texas there are "Texas Friendly" driving lanes and neighbors who bring you freshly picked pecans. In the Low country of South Carolina, you can enjoy its native fare - the Low-Country boil and see hauntingly beautiful Spanish Moss dangling from Live Oaks.
And here in PA, I am reminded once again just how wonderful it is to explore this beautiful country and come upon scenes like these.
Just a simple day of running errands makes for simply pleasant surprises...
That's really cool.
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