Beyond: Our yard

For my I Remember series:
Not a day goes by when I don’t miss this house. Even though I was an idiot and when manfriend suggested we could approach the owner to buy it I said no because I was an ignorant girl who knew nothing about not having a place to live.
I should have followed my instincts and remember how exited I got when I saw for the first time. I’ll never have an opportunity to be as free as I was there and I live regretting it every single day.

Hope you have a great weekend.

de monte y mar

This is part of what I can see in my back yard.


My favorite spot, as you can imagine since I have featured it twice already, is this bit right here. I sit there under the avocado tree and… think about the ocean. I don’t miss home per-se, but I woke up with the infinite blue pool in front of me every day for approximetely twenty eight years; I carry it in my heart along with the roots of the mountain and when the breeze hits my face I can almost feel the waves playing in my feet.

But beyond that yard and all the little surprises it gives us everyday, like the reinita who built it’s nest in our terrace’s lamp, and the chickpea tree that gave us chickpeas for our first meal, beyond that, is our home. It comes with much more than fresh fruits, luscious…

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