Once upon a time there was a little girl who watched the planes overhead and wondered where everyone was going. She imagined them landing in some exotic place like California or Arizona or Florida or Hawaii. Places away from here.
Turns out that little girl grew up to be an adult who watches planes overhead and wonders where everyone is going. And she still imagines them landing in exotic places like Paris and Rome – – or less exotic but away from here places like Kansas or South Dakota.
And even though she’s been lucky enough to see all of these places she still wishes she was on the plane or the train or just the road going somewhere away from here.
Today’s post is part of Carol’s challenge – Five photos, five days, where you post a photo and tell a story, fiction or not, maybe even poetry. And each day you nominate someone to play along. Today I nominate Lassie and Benji…sort of a two for one. Because their mom takes fun photos and I’m sure she will have some stories to tell. Not on Lassie or Benji, of course, just about Lassie and Benji!
May 18, 2015 at 9:40 pm
I have always done that… and of course, as travel obsessed as I am, still do. Brings back many memories as a kid looking at the sky and wondering. Thanks for this, Cheryl
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May 19, 2015 at 10:01 pm
You’re welcome. I wonder why some people grow up to be home bodies and others have such a thirst to be somewhere else.
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May 18, 2015 at 9:49 pm
When I see all those trails across the sky – I often wonder how they don’t all crash into each other ?
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May 19, 2015 at 10:02 pm
🙂 Sometimes when I’m in a plane and look out the window and see another plane,even far off it sort of freaks me out.
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May 19, 2015 at 2:11 am
So many places to see, so little time. I want a magic carpet.
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May 19, 2015 at 10:02 pm
That would be so cool! Could you order a double magic carpet? I’ll go with you!
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May 20, 2015 at 10:13 am
As soon as I find one I’ll let you know, Dawn.
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May 19, 2015 at 7:10 am
The heart that beated as a child is still the same heart that beats now. Our inner self never really changes, does it?
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May 19, 2015 at 10:03 pm
No it never really does. Mine is always on the road.
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May 19, 2015 at 9:38 am
Cool little story and streaky picture
Snorts,
Lily & Edward
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May 19, 2015 at 10:03 pm
Thanks you guys!
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May 19, 2015 at 10:09 am
The lure of “far away from here” is strong in me, too, Dawn. Thanks for such a beautiful story!
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May 19, 2015 at 10:03 pm
There’s so much to see out there.
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May 19, 2015 at 2:44 pm
I like the photo but especially your accompanying story. I think I know who that little girl was.
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May 19, 2015 at 10:04 pm
You…right? 🙂
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May 21, 2015 at 8:39 am
Wonderful story, and photos. I hope the “she” in your story gets her wish to keep traveling. 🙂
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