Describing every moment impossible.
Childhood moments
Teen years
Today
Gaps huge.
Gray, pea-soup fog holes with no borders.
Fog, creeping close to cherished snapshot memories,
burned away by remembered feelings
Parts of memory pictures.
Remembering...
joyful freedom
warm prairie sun on young skin
rushing wind holding me up
balancing on wide spread – and very skinny – legs
in the back of the big grain truck headed west to Milestone, Saskatchewan
Another load of furniture for the farm to fill the spaces around me.
Remembering...
sleepy hunger
aroma of sizzling bacon blending and turning
with coffee’s delicious aroma
meeting early morning, melting sleep.
I hated the taste of coffee then - I sure do love it now.
Remembering...
breathless awe
watery, waving mirage that was Lang, Saskatchewan
rising in the east, as if by magic, early on a summer’s morn
gigantic dome sparkling deepening blue from horizon to horizon
little hill, insignificant in days light,
hiding the prairie town as morning passes
Remembering...
restrained excitement
crisp popcorn smell on Saturday night
delicious, buttery aroma wafting through the summer evening air.
from Blaney’s popcorn stand across from the old brick Town Hall
Remembering...
shivering fun
winter time
cold freezing humid breath to nose hairs.
crunch of snow packed by cars and trucks
plumped up slowly with a thick fresh layer drifting down.
white crystal flakes accompanying me on the short trip to the skating rink
white leather skates laced on
cutting shiny crystal ice with sharp blades and picks
Remembering...
Today
What will it be?
"Memory is the scribe of the soul."
~ Aristotle
(384BC - 322 BC) Greek Philosopher
(384BC - 322 BC) Greek Philosopher
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