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Marchmadness
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0 posted 2009-07-16 06:40 PM


There was a time
when I spent hours of my day
just sitting in Aunt Judy's swing
under the grape vines,
eating concord grapes,
and dreaming the day away.
I imagined wild adventures
and the faraway places
I longed to see
while never realizing...
there was no better place to be.

                         Ida Werrett

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Midnitesun
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1 posted 2009-07-16 06:44 PM



You were already in a 'paradise' setting.
A great read, Ida.
I love grapes...yum.

JamesMichael
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2 posted 2009-07-16 06:52 PM


Wonderful...I used to eat my Grandmothers concord grapes from the back yard.  Unfortunately the swing was on the front porch...James
Marchmadness
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3 posted 2009-07-16 06:57 PM


  Thank you, Kacy and James. This is a special memory for me. Actually, Aunt Judy was my great aunt.
  I wish I could get my hands on some of those concord grapes now but when I do find some they cost a fortune here.
                                    Ida

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4 posted 2009-07-16 07:09 PM


i too love the swing
Earth Angel
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5 posted 2009-07-16 07:47 PM


Here you go again, my dear Ida Belle! ~ Provoking wonderful memories of my own! Gosh, I love it when you do this.......I have now just spent a moment in quiet reverie.

~ Me swinging on my Grandma's front porch and eating the luscious Concords from the climbing grape vines in the back yard!

Thank you!

Love your reminiscing poems!


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6 posted 2009-07-16 08:09 PM


a fine 'real life' impressionistic piece!

much applause!!

Bloodline
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7 posted 2009-07-16 10:02 PM


Marchmadness, oh I too remember
such times on my Grandmother's farm,

you know I once lived on El Monte street
in California, imagine,

Bloodline

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8 posted 2009-07-16 11:43 PM


The last day I spent with my great grandmother...

The concords were leaving already, but the muscadine and scuppernong were hanging thick..

We both had grocery bags and were laughing about how the fat grapes seemed to be falling off into our bags, and about how we were eating more than we were "saving"

Absolutely no better place to be.
Thank you for the sunlit flashback,
H

Marchmadness
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9 posted 2009-07-17 12:35 PM


Thank you all for commenting and sharing your memories and by the way, Bloodline, I was born in Oklahoma City when my father was sent there during WWII.
                             Ida

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10 posted 2009-07-17 08:17 AM


hello Ida, this is such an eloquent and memories poem that it can touch everyone .

thanks for the hooking poem.

yann

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11 posted 2009-07-17 10:53 AM


How wonderful that you have this memory - and thank you for sharing it with us.  I have that "most wonderful place" too and didn't realize it when I was there.  There are other places, but that one place will be branded in my mind forever.  I can see it, smell it and hear it.

xooxox
Alison

Robert E. Jordan
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12 posted 2009-07-17 11:03 AM


Yo dear Ida,

Nice work Hon.  I hope those grapes were sweet.  Those vines would keep you from getting too much sun burn.

Love Bobby  

angellea
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13 posted 2009-07-17 12:12 PM


touching write...reminds me of being at my grandmother's under her grapevines.

maranda

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14 posted 2009-07-17 02:48 PM


::smiles::   nice    quite nice    For me...it was being perched on a limb of my Grandmothers ancient cherry tree.
Marchmadness
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15 posted 2009-07-17 04:55 PM


That was my second favorite place, Larry.
                                    Ida

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16 posted 2009-07-17 08:14 PM


Oh yes, this is just so perfect....
all we need is that special place for making our memories.

Funny how life works, we were so there,  wishing on stars and throwing pennies in a pond.

Always a treat to read you, Ms. madness~

Margherita
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17 posted 2009-07-18 06:46 PM


The swing and the grapes make for a magical place indeed, dear Ida.
Enjoyed this greatly.
I adore to relax on a swing, even now when I find one.
Love,
Margherita

LindsayP
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18 posted 2009-07-18 10:10 PM



Dear Ida, there is an old saying that we often can't see the forest for the trees.
That is so true, as often we don't realize
what we already have. great post my friend.

Bill Charles
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19 posted 2009-07-18 11:54 PM


Marchmadness - used to sit under those grape vines also just plucking and eating. Looking back it was a great place to be...

BC

OwlSA
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20 posted 2009-07-20 02:40 PM


Ida, I absolutely love this!  It is Ida-unique, but simultaneously reminiscent of Robert Louis Stevenson's "The Swing" and reminds me of my annual two weeks' summer holiday with my mother at my cousins' house in Dundee, South Africa, where my mother and I both swang on the swing (not at the same time!) when I was a teenager.  It brings back many other wonderful memories of a jacaranda carpet of purple petals and young love and a country town with sweet-smelling hedges.  Thank you, Ida, thank you, thank you!

Owl

Heart2Heart
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21 posted 2009-07-20 06:02 PM


Oh this is just so precious and proves that home is surely where the heart is.
Heart2Heart

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