My friend, Dianna at These Days of Mine, is a wonderful photographer of fences and barns and skyscapes and boats and water and kids, and well, you name it, Dianna simply takes fabulous pictures. She is an inspiration and has me looking at fences (and barns and skyscapes and boats and water and kids) in entirely new ways.
Kids’ Playce
Cruising along this morning on my way to town I took my usual route. But this time I was on the lookout for fences. And there it was – Kids’ Playce. Suddenly I could hear my grandgirls when they were just little, “Can we go to the playground Grandma?” Two of those little girls are in college now and one in high school.
A Community Dream
Kids’ Playce is still a lovely well tended playground. It was the dream a small group of parents. The idea for the city-site mushroomed into a community wide project with volunteers, donors and citizens all participating until it became a reality. The fence surrounding this remarkable little park is also a statement. Look! There is a name etched onto each fence post! Each is an individual who donated time and resources to the completion of the park.
Echoes of Laughter
And this morning I once again drove into the playground parking lot for the first time since the last time my grandgirls swung around on the tire swings. Memories arrived unbidden and I swear I could hear echoes of calls from the past, “Push us Grandma! Push harder! Look at this Grammy! C’mon Grammy, play with us! Do we have to go home? I’m not cold! Just a few more minutes? Pleeeze?”
Who knew the echoes of the past would float out to me between the rungs of that beautiful fence? And thanks Dianna! If it wasn’t for you, I would have missed all the fun filled memories and just cruised on by.
Virginia Views 