(Carver Cranberry Bog’s)
As I pull back into my rocky driveway and see the blue light sky with the silky, milky clouds parting through the sky over the sandy pathways leading to childhood memoirs, a new world and an escape for what around us. As I return back from school, I rush to put all of my things away and toss my dirty laundry at my mother she has the best look on her face as the basket is overflowing with everything in my closet. But all my mind is on is my next adventure into my backyard. I quickly grab all my things and my sweatshirt because even though its a beautiful sunny day out the Bogs are known for they whipping winds that might make it feel like your ears are falling off. Im all ready to go I start my walk by leaving my yard I walk though the make shift “zigzag” pathways made by all the previous friends that’s have made this same journey into the bogs with me..! As the pathways end they opening to a sunny, magical sandy waste land filled with cranberries that have just been picked, tall grass, ocean looking like pond with the wind whipping making the waves fall over with white caps and memoirs that flood my mind an just might make a tear hit my eye.
Every time I come back and walk these bogs my mind is overwhelmed with the great childhood memoirs that I was given by this amazing place. Time with great friends enjoying times that we thought weren’t the best but damn weren’t we wrong..! Spending time in this amazing backyard of sand and berries was something we all took for granted, as we talk now we all know what those sandy wasteland like trails and ocean like res. did for our imganation it gave use a new world to explore without that we’d wouldn’t have made such memorable memoirs.
The full walk around the res. makes my legs feel like jelly know that me and my best-friend “Owen” don’t walk it everyday like we used too its about 3 miles fully around, plenty of time to rethink a re look at all the fun things we did out here. Ride bikes/golf carts, fishing tournaments, hunting, finding a game too play or even just walking our dogs from middle school to high school there wasn’t a week that I didn’t escape into the new world for a different adventure with my friends. the bogs gave use kids more than just food and cranberries “witch we took a lot off” it gave a use a new world and huge playground to explore and without that me and all my friends would be different people..!
The full walk around the res. makes my legs feel like jelly know that me and my best-friend “Owen” don’t walk it everyday like we used too its about 3 miles fully around, plenty of time to rethink a re look at all the fun things we did out here. Ride bikes/golf carts, fishing tournaments, hunting, finding a game too play or even just walking our dogs from middle school to high school there wasn’t a week that I didn’t escape into the new world for a different adventure with my friends. the bogs gave use kids more than just food and cranberries “witch we took a lot off” it gave a use a new world and huge playground to explore and without that me and all my friends would be different people..!
As my walk comes too an end on this amazing sunny day the memoirs start to faded away, in the fare distance I see the vivid red pop off the ground with the many little flickers of sunlight reflecting off the crisp blue water of the flooded bog. “Cranberries” where left..! What an aiming way to end and amazing walk, I’ll some off these back home and my nana will make the best cranberry bread you could dream off..!
written by Brodin Benting