The Trampoline

     So here I am. I'm writing Monday's blog post on the family trampoline. For some reason it's not as romantic as I originally believed it to be. Luckily, on the other hand, my siblings are no where to be found. 
     I've never noticed before, but this trampoline is put in the most perfect spot in the backyard. It is located so that there is a complete view of the entire house, including the back porch. Today has by far, been the nicest day of 2011.
     To the left is the yellow brick fire pit. This pit is strictly used for burning leaves, sticks, and garbage. I am surrounded by a fence of fully grown pine trees, secluding the yard from the rest of the world, and preserving a small piece of country.
     In front of the back row of pine trees is a small garden that produces the sweetest concord grapes. This garden also provides a variety of fresh herbs including, cool mint leaves my sister and I chew on during the summer months. While on the subject of fresh produce provided by my back yard is the mulberry tree located left of that fire pit. In front of the fire pit is an apple tree that at one time abundantly produced apples until the day my father decided to trim it. Unfortunately he went to far with the chain saw, that tree hasn't grown an apple since.
    At the center of the yard is a mammoth tree hanging from this monster tree is the tire swing that I have pushed my sister in a countless number of times. Also by this tree is a mannequin deer my father uses for target practice during archery season.
    In front of the trampoline are two unnessairy trees. They have no use, yet I couldn't possibly imagine the backyard without them standing tall in their dominating positions. On the other side ot this is this acre and a half yard is the back porch used for entertaining, grilling, and just plain simple summer fun.
    In front of this porch is a circular above ground swimming pool with a newly constructed deck. To the left of this porch is a mini barn-like shed served as my gymnastics space.
     After my step mom signed my sister up for gymnastics, I was so jealous. Gymnastics was my dream, so I began to secretly practice my gymnastics begind the shed. Being a chubby 12 year old, I was sure that the sight of my gymnastics could be considered a comedy act for any circus, therefore I would hide behind this shed.
     Yup,  I am positive that growing up with this backyard is probably a dream of any child at some point or another. When I was a young child I would have loved to have a yard like this.
      You see this is my father's house; I only get to visit here sometimes. He, his wife, and their daughter (my sister) moved here when I was twelve. Although, I was still young when they moved in, they didn't get all of the cool stuff until I was older.
     Don't get me wrong this is a very enjoyable place. And as a teenager, but as a child seeing it through their eyes would be so much cooler.
     Luckily for my sister, this is all she's ever known. And preasently, at the age of six is enjoying this childhood.
     Secretly I do the same thing. When no one is looking, I transform into my inner child and re-live what I never had. Endless hours of jumping, swinging, swimming. The heated arguments of my then married parents are nowhere to be heard.