Beneath trees of my childhood | Photos
by Elouise
Beneath trees
of my childhood
memories flood
my eyes with
dreams and sorrows
packed within
the space of one life
gazing at tamed
and untamed beauty
underestimated
until this moment
of imminent loss
Below are photos of old trees, including palmettos and water oaks, plus the river in front of the house my family lived in during the 1950s. Even though years have passed, and the old house has been turned into an elegant piece of real estate, the trees we played under are still standing. The final photo is an unexpected gift from one of our visits—a mama carrying her two opossum babies.
I grew up under these trees every day from age 7 l/2 to 13. The Spanish moss is probably the same moss, or at least its prolific offspring.
I’ve included one photo from 1996, the year Sister #3, Diane, came to Savannah for a last visit. She had learned weeks earlier that she had ALS. At her request, we drove out to the old Montgomery house for her last visit, this time in mid-winter, at low tide.
Nature and old photos have a way of cleansing us. Cherish your old photos if you still have them. And remember that someday you, too will be cherished in old photos.
Happy Monday, and thanks for visiting.
Elouise♥
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 30 March 2020
Photos taken near Savannah, Georgia, by DAFraser in 1996 (Diane), and 2010, following my father’s memorial service
I’m sorry the beauty of this place did not match your experiences there.
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Thanks, Marilyn. I think the trees and river saved my life. The best escape possible, next to playing the piano.
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I can feel the trees dancing, led esp by the tree in your header photo. Sublime. Thanks for sharing so much of your life here with us. 🙂 ♥
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The trees dancing…what a glorious image! Especially since dancing was strictly verboten in our family. 🙂 Sometimes I look back at what I’ve written here and can scarcely believe I’ve become the woman I am today. Somehow you found me when I first started blogging. What a blessing that has been! Not just your blog, but also your books about your own journey. Maybe by the time we die we’ll be ready to born again! 🙂
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Totally! 🙂 Xxx I love you, too. ♥
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Returning home through memories is such a healthy process helping us to go through the present into the future; like using “Hope-filled Questions that give Life”. Thank you for words and Pictures. The Savannah stimulates the mind.
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Hi, Dave. It’s good to hear from you. I do wonder how you’re doing these days. Thanks for the comment about the healthy power of memories! To which I would add old photos…especially of Savannah! “Going from the present into the future” — a thought-provoking phrase. Definitely on our minds these days.
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