Living on the headland meant that we could see the ocean from everywhere. The ocean and rolling green hills. It's the thought of these two things that fill my heart with a light feeling- the feeling of freedom that only comes with carefree, frivolous youth. We used to run around under sprinklers, ride cardboard boxes down slippery slopes and crash down from the trampoline onto delicious soft grass. In my mind, the sun was aways shining, a warm breeze was forever in my hair, water was never too cold to splash in, skies were cloudless and the grass was always green.
Childhood was hyper colour for me and I can only hope that my children will remember it in the same way.
Dave and I are dreaming of actually doing something with the lower level of our back yard. The kids need a place to run.
Our current green.