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Six Sentence Story: Yard

Today is Thursday, which means that Ivy of Uncharted is hosting another Six Sentence Story blog hop. The timing of this week's cue (yard) is impeccable. This morning, John and I are going to sign final escrow papers on the purchase of our new-to-us home. I've had "yard" on my mind quite a bit lately. 

The house itself stood still and firm, waiting for the couple to turn their attention to it, but not even its wrap-around porch could redirect their excitement from the yard. 

The green grass in the front yard grew with reckless abandon, unconcerned about the purple-flowered weeds, caring only about reaching ever-closer to the bright blue sky.Two fruit trees--pear and apricot--rooted deeply under that green grass, proud of the fact they were not hidden behind the man-made abode, but could be seen from the street. Maples, pines, and quaking aspen each contributed their own character, but although they were native to the area, perhaps nothing said wild quite as well as the sagebrush that owned the backyard. In fact, it was impossible to determine exactly where the delineated property line fell; the lawn seamlessly was swallowed by the scrubby brush. 

And there, mere yards from the patient house, the trail on the mountain beckoned the couple to step off of their land and begin another adventure. 

Photo: Foothills, punctuated with sagebrush and other wild vegetation, lead to the craggy mountain. Dark clouds cover the sky.





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  1. Your extended yard is fantastic. I would enjoy seeing that view every day.

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    1. Thank you. We are looking forward to it,too. Recording should happen tomorrow, if everything goes as planned.

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  2. Having a place to step out and seek adventure right from my own doorstep would be lovely.

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  3. Beauty in their own back yard! Love it.

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  4. This yard and adjoining landscape is perfect for you two!

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  5. As always, I am amazed of how much you can bring across in just 6 sentences. And now I'm so curious of your new-to-you house!! A wrap around porch is something I always dreamt of. Porches are not something Dutch farmhouses have, sadly enough, although I keep coming up with ways to maybe, somehow, let Henk and my BIL build me one....
    I hope you and John will have lots of lovely adventures on your new land, in your yard, in your house and with lots of new and old friends, your kids and all the people you hold dear.
    Congratulations on your new house and yard!

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    1. Thank you. I will be posting more about the house, I'm sure, as we make changes and move in.

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  6. What a beautiful view from your own little piece of the dream. Congratulations!

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  7. kinda cool contrast between the Sixes at the Doctrine and here at Thankful, physically opposites and (thematically) at the two ends of life (or so it seems from my reading).

    Your couple head outwards to a new life unfolding and my fisherman feels life surrounding him at the close of a (hopefully) full and satisfying life.

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    1. I might not have accurately portrayed the age of the couple, but they definitely still have a sense of beginning a new chapter, as opposed to ending one.

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