I'm looking at my street on Wikimapia right now. I can see my car in the driveway and a bunch of junk in the backyard that was blown around on a windy day. We're on a steep hill and some of our neighbors have much bigger or much smaller backyards than ours. On the other side of the street, the natural hill comes right up to the backs of some of the houses. Oh, and some of those houses are smaller, too. I can see the park at the end of the block, and the tennis courts where Blue learned to ride his tricycle. The trees in the park are massive; they bunch together like bushes on the aerial view. The park looks like a good place to hide out, from here.
Now I'm looking at the house where I lived until my dad died, when I was 7. Looks like they put a pool in the backyard, where my dad had planted the garden and 17 fruit trees. He was really into growing things, just like his father. My grandfather was a farmer and a gardener, his whole life.
Now I'm looking at the house where I lived until my dad died, when I was 7. Looks like they put a pool in the backyard, where my dad had planted the garden and 17 fruit trees. He was really into growing things, just like his father. My grandfather was a farmer and a gardener, his whole life.
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Date: 2008-05-12 09:42 pm (UTC)no subject
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