|At the Sunken Gardens|
|Thanks for the photo, David VE (I took it off your FB)... :D|
Another thing that makes me pine for Nebraska is the space. You can drive down a highway going toward the interstate and see the headlights of cars miles before you arrive there yourself. Those big skies got into my blood. There is something wild and beautiful about being able to see the whole horizon and when we go back I love to watch the topography change as we drive toward the mid-west. The flatter it gets the more excited I get.
Dennis isn't from Nebraska. One of his most poignant memories of Nebraska was the first time my family hosted his family in Nebraska back when we were dating. The temps were up around 100 F the whole time but we still dragged them all over the city to see the capitol building, the Sunken Gardens and to go on a picnic. All I remember was being SO hot and freaking out about some bees that came along to the picnic. I'm pretty sure the whole experience included some screeching (due to the bees, of course) and whining (due to the heat, of course)- neither of which made a very good impression on the future in-laws, I'm sure! But it was so very hot. And the bees were so very scary.
|Enjoying Pioneer Park with three little girls on a hot summer day in 2009|
Anyway, memories are funny things. Maybe someday I will daydream about Manila like this.
Thanks for coming along for the ride.