backwards . . .

10 Jun

it’s friday, and i’ve got 5 minutes.

do you?

the harpeth, may 2010

summer oh ten.
a year rewound to a different world.
hours south in a raw, flooded land, we floated a memory-al day away.

the trees held trash and the rocks sighed relief,
the storm had passed and the young ones brought joy –
the loud, rambunctious, canoe-flipping kind only measured in straw hats and sunburn.

we spotted a secret waterfall and left our boats to hunt and dive.
rented or not, this was worth every hot, sharp rock step.
no slips.
no slides.
just summer.

i look back and wish we’d never found our way out.

5 Responses to “backwards . . .”

  1. Jessica June 10, 2011 at 2:19 pm #

    love that last line…

    beautiful writer you are..

    thanks for sharing

  2. thefarmerfiles June 10, 2011 at 2:22 pm #

    Mmmm….yes. I love looking back at moments. Backwards. Sometimes you need it to go forward.

  3. andrea June 11, 2011 at 9:41 pm #

    i feel like summer is sneaking up on me and i don’t want to miss it. i need some secret waterfalls and places that i don’t want to leave. i love this post, btw.

  4. Laura Abels Parker June 12, 2011 at 10:40 pm #

    Loved reading this! Made me think of happy summers and spontaneous discoveries and memories that are the stuff of life.

    • dearabbyleigh June 12, 2011 at 11:08 pm #

      thank you laura. that’s exactly what it felt like!

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