I don’t know how much one is supposed to remember from their childhood, but I often feel I don’t remember as much as I should. I’m not sure why.
Perhaps, my mind has chosen to hold onto the best memories a little more tighter and therefore those others have become blurry in my rearview mirror.
What I do know is that my fondest childhood memories can be linked back to one singular plot of land on a small hill.
On that piece of land was a red brick house, a shed that stretched long and wide to the right of the house, a barn, another small shed, and most importantly – two trees across from one another beside the house.
The trees held witness to many events – most meaningless and insignificant to anyone else who may be passing by.
Ice cream sandwiches and bubba colas were had around an old wire spool table (before the spools were popular in decor) while sitting in rusted metal chairs that these days would now bring a pretty penny at an antique shop.
Treasure, which most would refer to as just glass, was dug for with rocks and placed inside small bedazzled blue jean pocketbooks for safekeeping.
A horse named Charley, whose time with us was shorter than he had planned after he bucked us off, had his hair brushed by the fence.
A nervous little kindergartner got off her very first school bus ride to see her grandparents waiting for her on the hill between the two trees.
And once, there was a hammock on that hill.
It was strung between those two perfectly placed trees, just at the top of the hill.
I can’t remember exactly what that hammock looked like, but if I close my eyes and try really hard, I can still feel the hammock around me and see my Grannie’s face smiling down as she swung me back and forth.
I can also see her and my pap holding in a giggle as as they asked me if I was okay after flipping out of the hammock and rolling down the hill once.
I think it’d be a sin if anyone had to go through life without experiencing a hammock, but maybe I’m just partial.
So when the Circus tried one out at a friend’s house and fell in love, I knew it was time for our own hammock.
Our hammock is from DFO Home and while we unfortunately don’t have those two big trees perfectly placed across from one another atop a hill, they do make hammock stands which will stand in for two trees as needed. We got a double size hammock so that two of us could lay in it. It’s also quilted which makes it super comfy.
The Circus and I have a new favorite spot outside.
Here’s to hills, hammocks, sweet memories and new ones to be made. And to flipping out a time or two for good measure.
Disclosure: DFO Home sent us the hammock and stand, however all opinions and trips down memory lane are 100% mine.