I came across this in a blog this morning. But, I can’t do a linkback cause Firefox crashed and I don’t remember which blog it came from. I did findin my History sidebar. That gives the format used. Anyway, its kind of a nice exercise in nostalgia.
Now that I think about it, and try to come up with answers to where I am from, I don’t really know where I’m from.
I am from the land of the red maple leaf, from pine trees and silvery birch trees.
I am from the the house with gardens, the kiddie swing set overlooking the wild, deep ravine below.
I am from the sweet william, the violets, johnny jump ups freshly blooming in Spring.
I am from road trips and laughter with Mom, from The Scherles and the Earles and the Armbrusters too.
I am from the easy going and the endlessly critical.
From “no one will ever want you” and “you can do anything you try”.
I am from Irish Presbyterians and grew into Earth Witchery, with a joy for life and nature.
I’m from the Irish, the German, the Scots, cabbage rolls, homemade buns and Mom’s endless soup variations.
From the armbusters – not too proud to be too honest, the lawmakers – far too proud to be pleasant, but always correct and right and just in their minds.
I am from sisters, a brother, Woodstock green, coffee cups and craftmanship.
Who do you think I am?
Try out my Johari Window.
Play nice. I know where you blog.
For people who can hand code. Not those who use an HTML editor. I’m working on it. I did my front page at thatgrrl.ca using Notepad. Then checked it in an editor and Firefox.