July 22, 2012

Welcome to the Rusted Wagon

When I was a child, I use to play with a big wooden wagon on my grandparent's ranch. It was similar to the wagon on "Little House", the one they took to town. My cousins were usually the horses and pulled it all over the ranch - we weren't allowed to have the real horses pull it. We had so many great adventures, pretending to go different places. My grandparents moved the ranch to northern California and I am not sure what happened to that wagon. I spent lots of summers as a teenager and an adult with my own kids at the ranch. It was always an adventure.

My grandfather passed away and a few years later, grandma sold the 15 acres. It was way too much work for someone at 92. The adventure of the ranch stopped, but the memories live on. I, now create memories with my camera. I wish I had this camera when I was on the ranch.

My rusted wagon has been replaced with a shiny airplane that will carry me to my new favorite place, Hawaii. I am now searching for new adventures, when on vacation from my day job.