Today’s Photography 101 word is Treasure. Normally we think of treasure as gold and valuables, but treasure also is who and what we truly value and love. My treasure is my family, friends, and the memories we make and share.
The house that I have chosen for today is one of the places where four generations of my family have had fun and have enjoyed being together. This is the family beach house and it is a wonderful place to gather. It is a definite treasure.
I love the turquoise color, love the front porch where hundreds of meals have been served, and love the doors and windows, which are opened and let the ocean breeze in. I also love the table and benches that a friend built for us, the ramp down the side of the house which leads to the outdoor shower and patio, and the gate which Ian clung to as he was first learning to walk.
I also love the family sing-alongs around the piano, love when we pack people in to spend the night, love taking turns making meals, love playing games and talking late into the night on the porch, love eating fish tacos from a restaurant that we can walk to, love the back patio crowded with all of the bikes, love the towels and sunscreen all over the front and back porches, and love to watch all of the beach and boardwalk activity.
It may seem like an odd choice for treasure. But, this place is very special to me. It doesn’t look like much, but every square inch is filled with memories and fun with my dear friends and family. I am so blessed to have had this place to come to throughout my life. And, from the porch, if you look to the left, you can see the lovely pacific ocean and sand. To the right is the bay on the other side of a major street.
Here is Ian just finishing his puzzle a few years ago on the porch table. He was also having fun with his cars. We traveled with him to this house for the first five years of his life. Each year he enjoyed something new and had blast, just as I did. That is an amazing treasure and a wonderful blessing.
Here is a photo of when I was a child on this same porch. I am sitting with my parents. The wooden table hadn’t been built yet when this was taken. As you can see the color of the gate is different, cars on the street are different, but the fun of the place is still there.
That fun has simply grown as my husband and I, and my parents, siblings, cousins, aunts and uncles have grown and have wanted to bring new family members to enjoy the fun.
This tiny house is treasure to me and is a place I love to visit.
Today, I am thankful for:
- A place where family and friends can gather each year
- A tiny house which feels big because of all of the amazing memories
- My grandparents who purchased this house
- A boy feeling better after a lazy weekend trying to get over a cold
- Early morning hugs
- Having fun at a Cub Scout meeting
- Handing out popcorn to our friends and family nice enough to buy from Ian
- Mom’s roast, potatoes, and veggies
- Date nights with Kirk
- Oatmeal with brown sugar and raisins for breakfast
- Making meals for the Thanksgiving feast
- A shortened week of school
- Decorating for the holidays
- Having wonderful friends and family
- Memories with my loved ones
I wonder when I will next get to visit my treasured place? I hope that it will be very soon!