This is the beginning of a map of the territory of my childhood. I’ve begun pretty much in the middle – our little red house with the barns behind, The house across the street and the house next door. The hill behind the house across the street was a forest of huge red pines. The dried amber pine needles carpeted the west facing slope and it glowed in the afternoon. The house next door had a grove of sumac trees behind ( upper right of this map) and past those trees, next to Ginger’s barn, was a depression era dump – a little one. Bottles and jugs, buckets, upholstery springs, ancient roller-skates, piggybanks and broken china – everyday things from a long time ago all rusty and ruined, waiting to be excavated by curious children. It was my childhood deadhorse bay and one of my favorite places – I’m going to zoom in on that spot for next week.
That is one spendidly evocative map!
Love it! You are such an inspiration. :] Keep up the good work. And when you’re done, please publish a little book or calendar so I can buy a copy. :] Have fun!
What a neat idea!!! A map of your childhood neighborhood would surely bring back memories. I once did a drawing of my childhood home and as I was drawing it, images and conversations (in my mind) came forward from every room; especially the kitchen where my Mom prepared our farm grown food. Thanks for sharing your neighborhood.
eek! this is so exciting–i love maps! cant wait to see whats uncovered in the dump
I just posted the beginning of your map to my Play Memory Maps FB page. I can’t wait to see it finished!
Thanks so much Lila.
LG, I’ve been wondering what you’ve been up to. Not sure if I have ever liked a “project” more. Been up since 5 am and happy about it that I happened on this journey. So exciting! I’m right behind you every step…