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Friday, April 19, 2013


"land....because it is the only thing that lasts."

It is a sorrow-filled day for me. I find out that my grandmother's property has been sold. I am not given time to think about what could have happened if I had known there was an intent to sell. It was as if a rug was pulled out from under me. 

I have very few photos from the land and not many at all that I really like. This photo above hangs on the wall in my living room.

This is the land of my childhood, the place I loved to be. I spent many days roaming the property with my grandfather. Memories abound -- those of pulling turnips in the garden or eating a tomato fresh from the plant. Days spent fishing along the creek or right on the point. There are many wild laurel bushes along that point. It will be beautiful soon. It is always beautiful.

It is sad. 


Robert Morecock said...

Sorry to hear this. Had always hoped to ask you if I could get over there again to take more photos. If it's not already settled I might be able to get over there and get some more photos. I believe I'd also have to have permission from the buyer.

Of course if it's too complicated; don't worry about it. Again - sorry about that; I can relate.

Vagabonde said...

I just saw your post and wanted to tell you how sorry I am and also I know exactly how you feel. When my father died my mother did not tell me that the small apartment in Paris, where I grew up, was for sale (and inexpensive then in the 1970s.) She had the house so she did not need the apartment anymore and did not think I would care. But now she is gone (sold the house to go in nursing home), and when I go to Paris I have to go to an hotel, like a tourist. I loved that place – it was on the 6th floor and you could see all the roofs of Paris. I truly understand when you have land, or house in your heart – it is very difficult to see it go.

Donna Rosser said...

Thanks for the comments -- I appreciate it.

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