A Picture’s Worth | Photo Blog

I grew up in the country. In the middle of the Barry State Game Area to be exact. Most of the time, I loved living there. Except for the thick mosquitoes in summer and how creepy a thunderstorm made the surrounding woods seem. When we were at my parents house for Mother’s Day, I decided to go for a walk and take pictures of some of the places my brothers and I used to play as kids. Zach tagged along and I told him how we used to drive our go-cart back the path and have adventures back in the woods. It was fun to reminisce.

The people who owned the home before my parents left a lot of trash in the woods – old chairs and junk. I was surprised to see some of it still back there. And these cement steps have lived among the trees between my parents’ and the neighbors’ property for many years. I think they used to be attached to our house before my parents did some renovating. Not sure. We used to play on them all the time with the neighbor girls. Snakes liked to live under and around them, too. Good times.

This was our climbing tree. It’s got a lot of broken and rotting branches now, but way back in the day it was big and strong and we climbed as high as we could get.

These rocks lie right in the middle of this great big open grassy area in the back yard. They’ve always been there. Not sure why. I’m sure they’re fun for my dad when he mows the lawn. And I don’t know why, but I’m really drawn to power lines. Long rows of them fascinate me. I think it’s the idea that at one time, there were large areas of this country that had no power and now these wires and poles run everywhere bringing electricity to everyone. It’s the little things that intrigue me, I guess. 🙂 Here are the ones behind the house that run through the trees.

A fun little photo exploration. I’d love to see some of your favorite childhood places, too. Get out there and capture those locations that bring back special memories for you. Feel free to share by leaving a link in the comments or by email.