I Miss The Wind In The Weeds And Pine Needles.

Personal memory by Hope M.

2008 CERaleigh, NC, USA

As a child in North Carolina, I remember growing up around farmer's fields and pine forests. The forests are now replaced with subdivisions, the corns and wheat gone or converted to roadways. I miss the wind in the weeds and pine needles.

Memory submitted at Maya Lin: A Study of Water, Virginia Museum of Contemporary Art, 2022

Image: bobistraveling, CC BY 2.0, via Wikimedia Commons