Peaceful Places

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The Walrus

Ah, a Grandmother's house. I remember my Grandma had this long closet off of the dining room. As a child I would crawl all the way down to the end and stay. It was nice and dark and warm because the chimney ran along that wall. It smelled like the leather shoes that were kept in there. Peaceful place indeed.

A little place by the seafront.

When I was growing up I had several places I found peaceful. I loved to set up a tent in the backyard and lay in it during the daytime. The subdued sunlight filled the tent with a peaceful glow that I found very peaceful. I also liked to relax inside one of the caves on my family's property and listen to the water trickling deep inside. The coolness inside the caves during the hot summertime was also neat. Another place I found peaceful was under my billiards table before bedtime. I liked to turn the lights out and leave a small crack in the door to allow a little bit of light in while I sat under the billiards table.

Today, my peaceful places have changed. I find working on computer in the bedroom to be a peaceful retreat during the afternoon when the rest of the family is downstairs. I also like getting to church early on Sunday mornings to work on my organ music. I also find playing my Hammond organ in the music room at home to be peaceful.

I find that the Starbucks in my local Chapters, is a peaceful place to hang out.

To the city lake, it's a beautiful sight at night with the lightpoles all around with the waterfall.

My backyard, hanging with my cats.

As a child I used to be more adventurous than that. I used to go bush walking and find a nice quiet stream to sit by. I'm far too aware of predators now so I don't do that. Or if I do I bring a large tough dog along.