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 p4NDemik United States. December 16 2012 17:53. Posts 13823 | Profile Blog # |
I’ll always remember the warm summer afternoons on your ranch.
The anticipation that grew as we drove through the countryside on the way there cannot be forgotten. As we would exit the monotony of the state highway we entered a winding track of back-country roads that signaled we were reaching our safe haven. Through the rolling hills and the calm valleys between them we went. Those tight corridors, surrounded by trees and undergrowth of all kinds, would expand and open their limbs, as if to say, “Hello. Welcome back.”
Each landmark we passed stood sentry and silently wished us well as we passed on into your warm embrace. The fire station with its glistening and polished trucks standing out in the summer sun, the funny rodeo club right across the street, the junkyard where great metal beasts of all shapes and sizes went to rest, the cozy cottage built into the hill and the softball field across the street, and the little church sitting high up on the promontory overlooking it all.
Among all of these friendly faces I most remember the stables, the horses, and the cool Kentucky bluegrass they resided on. There is something hallowed about these places in this state, something so basic that even a child can immediately appreciate. Some kind of spirit roams in those fields, a product of the close harmony created by man, horse, and the land they live off of. When I saw those tall, strong, graceful, creatures, I knew we had arrived.
No summer vacation to a distant island paradise will ever compare to that feeling of my foot hitting gravel, hearing your voice, and looking up to see you sitting on the porch with your hound. No amount of beach debauchery can top driving laps around the house in that off-white cub cadet mower, all the while blissfully unaware that it wasn’t me doing the driving but you. No big city museum will ever inspire the same awe as wandering in your barn admiring the wild array of tools, wood, and unfinished projects as the sawdust swayed heavy in the air.
I try to recapture it, but I know it is gone. I drive down that same road and it tells me a different story. Some things remain unchanged. The fire station still sits at ready. The church still watches over me, though I gaze back with doubt. The junkyard remains, but the cars are familiar scraps, not beings of every color and contour. The stone cottage stands, weathered yet resilient, but the field sits dilapidated, with rust and vines obscuring the galvanized steel I remember from my youth. Your house stands, a testament to the hands which built it. The barn remains, but the mystical powers that it contained have escaped.
Most of all, you are gone. Those horses, those sweet majestic thoroughbreds still graze across the street. I just want to ride away and find it all over again.Last edit: 2012-12-17 17:40:19
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| ForeignBW December 16 2012 18:28. Posts 156 | Profile # |
| Accidental post, sorry. Last edit: 2012-12-16 18:28:46 |
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| Game December 16 2012 18:29. Posts 3018 | Profile Blog # |
| Nice, descriptive imagery. Good read. |
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| snively United States. December 17 2012 01:31. Posts 1079 | Profile Blog # |
On December 16 2012 18:28 ForeignBW wrote:
Accidental post, sorry.
wow, p4ndemik writes this beautiful and touching blog, and this is the first reply?? xP
5/5 for awesome imagery :D |
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| Vivax Italy. December 17 2012 03:38. Posts 3782 | Profile Blog # |
I think you're missing youth, not the looks of the past.
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| Blisse Canada. December 17 2012 08:07. Posts 1891 | Profile Blog # |
:c that was so touching.
Though I'm torn between wanting to know exactly what you're talking versus knowing ruining the beauty of this post.
+ Show Spoiler +atm I think you're talking about a horse. |
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| Tatari United States. December 17 2012 08:23. Posts 1018 | Profile Blog # |
On December 16 2012 18:28 ForeignBW wrote:
Accidental post, sorry.
Having this a the first post is like accidentally sticking it in the wrong hole...
Good read though, so much imagery. |
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 sam!zdat United States. December 17 2012 09:02. Posts 4170 | Profile Blog # | |
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| farvacola United States. December 17 2012 09:20. Posts 5418 | Profile Blog # |
| I enjoyed this, and think it would make for an excellent pamphlet to include alongside a fine bottle of bourbon. Cheers. |
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| docvoc United States. December 17 2012 14:10. Posts 3462 | Profile Blog # |
| This is beautiful, I know what you mean about the Pastoral in the south, after living here for all my life, there is a certain unrelenting charm about it. |
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| SpaceJam United States. December 17 2012 20:00. Posts 92 | Profile # |
| Sounds like Grayson. I feel the exact same way about Kentucky recently, and spent a good deal of my childhood there. I miss it a lot lately. That family... Oh the memories |
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| il0seonpurpose Korea (South). December 17 2012 23:57. Posts 5636 | Profile Blog # |
I loved the nostalgia you put in this.
I'm from Kentucky too actually, what city were you referring to? |
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| p4NDemik United States. December 18 2012 03:16. Posts 13823 | Profile Blog # |
On December 17 2012 23:57 il0seonpurpose wrote:
I loved the nostalgia you put in this.
I'm from Kentucky too actually, what city were you referring to?
It's not really a city, more of a town if anything really. Camp Springs, Kentucky. |
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| Probe1 United States. December 19 2012 15:27. Posts 16445 | Profile Blog # |
| Heh. As someone from that distant beach I can reverse your memories and have them describe my own. Maybe switch gravel with sand. Definitely. |
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