Just a little bit of the paradise I grew up in....
Windows open all night long....the sound of the well lulling me to sleep.
To the south. A half mile to the church.
To the east. Ahhh...wide open spaces!
To the north. Newspaper box right at the house...mailbox down at the corner.
Part of the orchard, then our climbing trees, and then the Wellsville mountains.
One of the fish ponds.
See, I told you...I grew up in paradise...and I get to go visit it once in awhile.
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