Past and Present
After growing up in Florida and living for six years in California, I do quite often compare where we are now - the Pacific Northwest - to places we've been. I still sometimes wonder how I ended up in this beautiful place, with the mountains and water and beautiful tall trees. When I visit family down south, I can't wait to come home. I used to dream that the tall thunderclouds were distant mountains, and now I can look out my window and see real mountains!
Palm trees aren't real trees in my book.
California was beautiful in it's own way, we lived on the central coast north of Santa Barbara (Lompoc) known for it's flower fields. Up here we do have the tulip fields in Mt. Vernon.
We spent two weeks in Arizona some years back and I would have dreams of being home and watching the ferry boats float across the deep blue water toward the white capped Olympic Mountains and the evergreen trees. I was homesick for green! Not much of that in Arizona.
The one thing I do miss about Florida is the heavenly smell of orange blossoms in the spring! Nothing else compares!
"Don't go too fast, but I go pretty far"