Home is a wonderful place.
Right now I am talking a place. I know that family is what really makes someplace home,
but in all honosty, I miss a place. As I look through pictures that fill my photo library,
most of those pictures are taken in Nevada County.
I love it there.
I love the small town, and I love the one thrift shop that had so many good deals. I love the back roads that twist and turn round and round, yet they all come out on the other side, right where you wanted to end up.
I miss the beauty that the Lake brought. I miss enjoying the other peoples money that they put into their landscaping. I miss the pool, and playgrounds that bring me back to my swim team days. I miss the school down the street, with the basketball hoops that have touched my basketball so many times. I even miss how the tap water tastes.
I miss my back yard, and the trees that would cry leaves every fall.
I miss my Butterscotch cat.
I knew how long it would take me to get to Grandmas house,
minutes that would fit on one hand.
I miss Junes Cafe and Deli.
I miss Woodland Loop. Doesn't that name sound enchanted?
Woodland Loop.
