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Our Country Lane

Category: Getting my garden started | Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2007 3:48 am

Our Counter lane is just a quiet little road leading in to ours and our neighbors homes. Our country lane is much like all other country lanes, and at the same time it is completely unique. Our country lane is our connection to the world, and it is a quiet, beautiful, and peaceful place. It is a place where a young couple, very much in love, can walk slowly hand in hand, lost in dreams of their future together. Where an elderly couple, very much in love, walk slowly, hand in hand, lost in memories of their many years together. It is a place where one can take a restless dog for a quiet walk at 2:00 in the morning, or watch the pained expression of a jogger as he makes his way in the early morning sunlight. It is a place where I often hear the happy voices and laughter of children at play. It is a place where I can see the Eagles nest high in a White Pine. It's a place where friends can take a leisurely stroll together, and enjoy talk of nothing of any importance at all, or just walk quietly with no talk at all. It's a place where one can go for a bike ride just for the fun of it.
In the spring, I can smell the fresh scent of the woods coming out from under a winters snow cover, or watch the doe as she takes her prancing new fawn for it's first adventure into the woods.
In the summer our Lane becomes an active place, people coming and going, boats going into and out of the lake, ATV's, bicycle riders, go carts, walkers, runners, even a golf cart, making their way in and out and about. In the summer the old ant hill, as long as I am tall, and so high you could hide a canoe behind it, becomes active for at least one more season. In the summer I can hear and see many of the birds that make their homes in the woods along the lane.
On a fall evening, just after dark, I can hear the coyotes, somewhere out in the woods, yipping like a bunch of kids at play. In the fall, I can smell the new aromas of falling leaves and the forest getting ready for the coming winter. In the fall I can enjoy the day to day changes in the colors in the trees. In the fall I can watch the young Eagles stretching their wings as they soar above the forest and the lake.
In the winter, I can enjoy a brisk walk on a bitter cold day, so cold that it causes tears to run down your face, and freeze on your cheeks. The snow, falling quietly, gracefully to a fluffy bed on the ground. The amazing bright sunny morning after an overnight snow. The sound of the plow scraping the old lane, to clear our path to the world. I can see the foot prints of those before me with their dogs, walking and enjoying a wonderful winters morning. Seeing the breath of that same fawn I saw this spring, as he stops to listen for a moment, during his search for a winters meal. Our Country Lane is so much more than just an old road leading to ours and our neighbors homes.
Tom











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Comments

 

glendann wrote on Wed Oct 17, 2007 4:56 am:


Wonderful description of your country lane.I love the changing seasons of it .




 

Droopy wrote on Wed Oct 17, 2007 6:39 am:


I'd like a lane like that too!




 

eileen wrote on Wed Oct 17, 2007 8:20 am:


Tom your country lane has certainly been brought to life in your writing. Seeing it at different times of the year in your photographs I can appreciate it even more.




 

Frank wrote on Wed Oct 17, 2007 10:16 am:


Great read Tom, you are fortunate to live in such a beautiful location. Nature is in your heart.




 

cajunbelle wrote on Wed Oct 17, 2007 3:56 pm:


Thanks for the stroll down your lane Tom, it is lovely.




miss rosie wrote on Fri Oct 19, 2007 9:45 pm:


what beautiful pics !




 

faunsnyder wrote on Tue Oct 23, 2007 5:22 pm:


I almost cried when i looked at your pictures. I remember the beautiful falls and winters in Virginia. I live in Alabama and i haven't seen snow in about 7 years. Thanks for the wonderful memories




 

Sherry8 wrote on Wed Nov 07, 2007 3:46 pm:


That is quite a write-up..the pictures are gorgeous and the description was great. I wish we (my husband and myself) had a place like that. We had a little bit of heaven but gave it up to downsize. Luckily we did because he had a cardiac arrest and now a week ago a tumor removed from his pituitary. I would of never been able to take care of the larger place...but I do have alot of fond memories of the 9 years we had our litle bit of heaven.





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