Townhouses Suck

My sister (HAVE YOU WATCHED AND RANKED HER MOVIE YET?) has been posting all sorts of amazing pictures from our childhood to her blog/website, and it's been an interesting — and somewhat difficult — experience. My favorite place that I've lived as an adult is Tweed, but when I look at these old pictures of the farm I grew up on, which I have only fleeting memories of, it brings me to the edge of tears at how beautiful it was and how sad I am that everything that was built there is lost to needless conflict… But at the same time, incredibly grateful that I had that wonderful childhood.

Still, I need to get back there; to a place like that, and more so, to a life like that. And I think a lot of people feel the same way; this gut knowledge that we're living wrong and there's a better life just around the corner… And I need Nefarious to experience that gift as well. Anyway, the full sized pictures are on Ashleigh's site but here are a few of my favorites.


paradise
paradise
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It's also hard for me to see these photos because it reminds me that there must be so many beautiful moments that I've experienced but can never remember. I don't know if experiencing something without remembering it gives the moment, the instant that you're feeling it in, a greater purity or not… I think it might. Anyway, back to the farm life, I know that's a dream I keep trying to kickstart over and over both on my own and with others, and so far it's been unsuccessful, but I really want to give it another shot because I really believe that's where I'm happiest.

Wow Shannon, that's really annoying! What is it, 1997 on Geocities? Retroweb is NOT cool!

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