Over There, Here and There, and Back Again
I was driving home from Larry's Produce this afternoon, and as I was admiring the green trees swaying in the wind and the golden hillsides in the distance with the groupings of dark green trees reflecting the late afternoon sunlight in a spectacular fashion, I began to think of the television show Little House on the Prairie . As I go around the bend in the road, I see a hill that looks just like the one the credit scene for LHOTP, I'm sure you know which one I mean, but nevertheless: Of course, after watching the video, the hillsides really have nothing much in common, other than the slope (kinda) and the presence of some grass. It makes sense, though, that I would associate the golden Californian hillsides reminiscent of the LHOTP television show as I live near Southern California, where it was filmed. But this is not about LHOTP, no matter the fond memories of the show I still harbor from my childhood, but instead about my reflection on travelling to distant lan