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Pine trees surrounded the cabin and I loved inhaling their piney scent. My cousin Brenda and I had a special spot; a little grove of pine trees that was ours. It was here that we huddled together on a blanket of pine needles, planning our trip of a lifetime...riding motocycles to California. We carried our journals out there and wrote stories that only adolescent girls can write. We whispered our fears and our dreams in our little copse. It was here that we giggled about boys as we discovered that they were't so bad after all. And then later. as teenagers, we cried about boys in the same spot. We poured our broken hearts out to each other. And always, standing mighty and strong around us were the pine scented trees, keeping our secrets sacred.
Last night, as my husband and I were walking in our yard, I crept back toward our little stand of pine trees and discovered that the trees (which were little sticks when we planted them 15 years ago) had now grown enough to enclose an area that brought me right back to our cabin. The shaded area carpeted with pine needles transported
me back 20 or 30 years and it just made me feel happy to be out there. I've decided it's going to be my new secret keeping place. We bought two adirondack chairs to put out there and I am imagining it to be the perfect place to quiet myself, get lost in a good book, or do some writing. And since I'll have two chairs, it will also be the perfect place to share secrets with someone special.
I'm excited about designing this space. I'll post pictures of the final product when it's finished.