the sun porch on the front is no longer enclosed and the cedar shingles on the side have been painted yellow but everything else is EXACTLY the same and i found myself feeling so happy and relieved and as though the house had been waiting for me, as i had been for it.
and the trees are just as i remember.
i used to climb up the low roof side of that little green barn and sit on the top and the sharp edges would pick at my pants and the heat from the sun would warm me from underneath.
they say you can't go home again but i think that they are wrong. this place felt so familiar still, after almost two decades, it would have felt completely natural to walk in the side door. even looking at these pictures i am filled with such a strong connection to my younger self. this is the laneway i learned to ride my bike! these are the trees i hid beneath! that's my bedroom window over the front porch!
i had a wallpaper border of peach coloured rabbits. and a sill big enough to sit in and look outwards at the world.