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Theses are my thoughts and ramblings as I forge my way through this thing they call life.
#978090 added March 14, 2020 at 10:54am
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Favourite Childhood Memories
30 Day Blogging Challenge

PROMPT March 14th
What is your favorite childhood memory? Does anything make you feel nostalgic?


Favourite childhood memories revolve around my grandparent's farm and an old bookshop - The Cobalt Bookshop on the highway. Both places are gone. The farm has been sold and the last time I saw it, it was falling in on itself. The Bookshop has been sold, but to my knowledge no one has bought it.

I loved walking the aisles of that bookshop. It had was old and new books and smelled of BOOKS, Even as a child I dreamed of being surrounded by books and writing books. I remember taking the bus with my mother to get out there to browse and dream. New Liskeard's 'city bus' was an old painted school bus; a small old painted school bus. It took an hour to go from the New Liskeard mall all the way out to the Cobalt Bookshop. There was only the one bus. And I was at least nine or ten before they even had that bus.

My grandparent's farm was a place of imagination, dreams and love. I was accepted and loved unconditionally by my grandparents. They didn't think I was a weird little girl for telling my stories aloud to myself.

I loved going for walks with my grandfather. We would amble down to the creek or up the road towards the next house; a good mile down the gravel road. He would smoke his pipe and stop occasionally to relight it. His dog, Laddie, would dash into the bush and come out behind us. He was the first dog I was not afraid of.

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