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Feb. 19th, 2025 12:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pazithigallifreyaIt's strange to me sometimes that the strongest memories from childhood aren't Events or people, but certain vivid sensory impressions and environmental details.
Bright orange-red clay soils that smell of iron and stain clothing, flecks of gold mica if you dig deep enough to get close to the weathering bedrock beneath
Loblolly pine trees with thick rough scales of bark that peel off in layers, the reddish-brown pine straw that piles up year-round
stepping on pinecones while running in the yard barefoot
the smell of the dogwood tree in the front yard when it bloomed
the smell of your sweaty child-hands after holding onto the metal chains of the swing set
lifting rocks and poking the roly-poly bugs to make them roll into balls
stepping outside after dark in the summertime to an almost deafeningly loud chorus of tree frogs and crickets
I live somewhere else now, the soils are alkaline & calcarious, the bedrock limestone, and pine trees are few and far between, bugs are disappearing, and who knows where the tree frogs are these days.
It's weird the things you end up missing.
Bright orange-red clay soils that smell of iron and stain clothing, flecks of gold mica if you dig deep enough to get close to the weathering bedrock beneath
Loblolly pine trees with thick rough scales of bark that peel off in layers, the reddish-brown pine straw that piles up year-round
stepping on pinecones while running in the yard barefoot
the smell of the dogwood tree in the front yard when it bloomed
the smell of your sweaty child-hands after holding onto the metal chains of the swing set
lifting rocks and poking the roly-poly bugs to make them roll into balls
stepping outside after dark in the summertime to an almost deafeningly loud chorus of tree frogs and crickets
I live somewhere else now, the soils are alkaline & calcarious, the bedrock limestone, and pine trees are few and far between, bugs are disappearing, and who knows where the tree frogs are these days.
It's weird the things you end up missing.
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Date: 2025-02-22 07:46 pm (UTC)Now that you mention it, the lack of bugs feels so odd. I mean, I'm in a totally different place now with totally different bugs but it makes a difference in things feeling alive. just on a purely regional note, hearing way fewer (and different) birds is strange but I've become more used to it. it was nice to hear a big flock of cockatoos screaming in the sky.
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Date: 2025-02-23 01:28 pm (UTC)