One of the byproducts of living the traveling life is the constancy of change of scenery. Last week I was already a bit messed up as I was running with a friend in 75* weather while talking about what to pack for much colder temps we were flying to the next night, while thinking of my husband across the World in a different climate. As I was talking (and thinking about all the change) I had to do a double take. I saw 2 tall juniper bushes with a small herd of cows in the pasture on the other side of the fence. Instantly I was transported to thoughts of Central Oregon. If I have to pick a place to call "home" to answer the "Where are you from" question this is instantly where I think of. I can't remember the last time I've seen juniper bushes-which is actually quite fine as I'm allergic to them anyway! However, that coupled with the cows, reminded me of growing up. It reminded me of a different climate and landscape and even a different smell. It reminded me of the first house my parents bought, and how hard they fought with the silly juniper bushes along our landscaping. It reminded me of friends from those years and friends I'm still in touch with. For a brief moment I thought of that place...then my running app interrupted with what mile we were on and our pace, and I was right back in the present-home again.
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March 2016
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