Sometimes I like to take a walk around my neighborhood as the sun is setting. I like the smells of my neighborhood, which change as I pass each home. Today I smelled a Sweet Olive tree which reminded me of my great grandmother, Granny. She had a Sweet Olive tree in her front yard and when I was little I would stick my head in between the branches just to smell the scent of the tree.
So I thought of Granny, which made me think of my grandmother (Granny’s daughter) who lives just around the corner from me. I walked around the block and decided to stop in for a visit.
It sure was nice to take a walk around the lake.
Shannon,
Thanks so much for writing this post. It reminded me about my family. We have a vacation home in the Poconos around a lake, and a walk around the lake is a walk down memory lane and a sanity hit. Plus my brother lives in Louisiana and plays folks music, so the tune and the lake views and the touchstone of your grandmother all hit home.