Memories for Sale....

My childhood home is up for sale....how depressing. I was goofing off on the internet and wanted to see images from around the area so I typed in Addy, WA and this popped up. Its strange to see someplace familiar....ish on the internet with cheesy music in the background. I recognise it, and yet I don't. The trees have certainly grown, and I don't like the curtains in the kitchen, but at the same time I want to go home. Have you ever felt like that? That no matter how old you are sometimes you just want to go home and feel safe and sheltered; even if its only for a few minutes? I remember so many things about that home. I wonder if you can still see the fairy stump from my bedroom window. As much as I was tempted to I never would walk into the woods behind the house to see it up close because I didn't want to find out it only looked that way from a distance. I always worried that it would turn out to be just a rotted old stump with nothing magical about it if I wandered too close. From my window every now and then the sun would hit just right to have a sunbeam cut through the trees and make that spot just glow....I would sit there and just gaze at it, lost in dreams until the light faded. My own, personal fairy spot. Maybe some things are better left as memories......