It awaits to waken in the spring with the sound of the little ones playing in the
alders and on the sand hill.
The Fire Pit is covered, the Gazebo still standing under the stress
of the heavy snows, waiting for the sound of laughter and stories being
told around the fire of popping firewood.
Soon, it will be time for it to come to life, fresh flowers being planted
in areas that flowers have never grown.
The development of the area has been slow, however, compared
to the waste dump of tree stumps and trash that filled the area
three years ago. It now holds memories of fun times and new found friends
which the little ones will carry forward in their lives.
With time, improvements will be made, but they will never be completed
as there will always be another project to complete,
just like another memory to cherish.
Perhaps, some day four cabins will be standing in place
and the Christmas tree in the foreground will be brightly lighted
as we celebrate a Christmas at the Hole In the Wall.
4 comments:
hmmmmm....I love those thoughts.
Sounds good...I wonder what stories we will tell this year...?
;)
Love the snow stacked on and around your solid structure! Looks as if we couldn't keep our butts out of the snow in our cozy lawn chairs.
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