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TORY RICHARDS

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Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Have you ever been somewhere when a memory pops into your head from out of nowhere? Maybe a smell, or something you can't even put your finger on, takes you back to something in your past? I was driving home from work today. Taking in the trees on the side of the road. And out of nowhere a pleasant memory floods my thoughts, and I'm taken back to a simpler time when I was just a kid.

My family moved to Florida when I was under ten years old. Soon after my parents bought our first house. A brand new home built in a subdivision, in what at the time was still a rural area of Orlando. Both my parents worked at the time but it was my mom who seemed to take over the landscaping duties. I guess there weren't any Home Depots or Walmarts around, thinking back at why mom did what she did.

She would load the car up with shovels, buckets, plastic bags and gardening gloves. Then my sister and I would crawl into the back seat and off we would go. Traveling the roads where we lived, areas void of housing developments or apartment buildings. When she saw a small tree or plant that she liked she would dig it up, take it home and plant it at our house. I can't tell you how many times we did that, until she was satisfied with how the landscaping looked at our house.

I don't think it occurred to mom that someone might have owned that land. And that what she was doing might be considered stealing. It just looked like over grown, uninhabited land and she was on a mission. That was over 40 years ago and thinking about it now, it's amazing we weren't bitten by snakes or poisonous bugs. Because what did we know, coming from Maine?

It was a nice memory though.

2 comments:

Dina said...

yes, it does happen and smetimes not at the right times.

Tory Richards said...

True. And it's not always happy memories, either.