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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.

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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.

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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.

Kids Playce Donors

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.

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Kids Playce

Kids Playce

O.K., I’m walking for good health –  just like the doctor ordered.  Today I was moving more than sitting.  Now I am sitting very still because I’m stiff and creaky and sore.  After all, 10,000 steps is a real milestone right?  Well, I did stop here and there to snap pictures.  And I did stop here and there for a brief rest.  I even stopped in at Curves and did my rounds (for upper body strength) and then collapsed in their easy chair to regain strength for the return walk.   I feel smug indeed.  But, I may never do this again because I may never be able to move again!

Meanwhile, let me share my camera walking “finds” from today’s expedition.

Kids Playce is a children’s playground where I stop to admire what this community has created.  A grand collection of slides and swings and hiding places and mystery make this a playground like no other.  I always took my grandgirls there, even when they were almost ready to leave childhood behind.  It was on their request list.  “Grandma – can we go to the playground puleeze?”  And it’s where they burned off a whole lot of energy.  Me too – just watching.

Kids Playce Playground

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Donor Names are On
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Just past Kids Playce is a house I always admire – a Victorian beauty the owners have not been afraid to paint in great colors to highlight its storybook lines.  I feel like Alice in Wonderland as I pass by.

Victorian Architecture

Sometimes I wander then, into the Stonewall Jackson Cemetery, where the confederate general and his family are all buried.  It’s a city cemetery and my Mom is there too, and my first best friend when we moved here.  So, it’s a sad place, but always lovely and peaceful.  There are red ribbons and flowers now adorning many of the headstones since it is the Christmas season.  And as I looked around today, there stood a little holly tree, full of berries.  It speaks of life even in that solemn place.

Xmas in the Cemetery

And then there was the old tree with its base so gnarled and scarred that I dubbed it The Battle at Wounded Tree!  It too, is a survivor and is probably feeling stiff and sore like me.  Still it grasps at the sky for the sunlight and is beautiful in some ancient way.

Battle at Wounded Tree

Reaching for the Sky

And finally I stagger home with pride and head straight to the medicine cabinet for some Tylenol Extra Strength!  Maybe I will leave the 10,000 steps for once a week?  Or once a month?  We’ll see.

Home Again Home Again

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