We all need that timeless place: a piece of childhood where the world cannot change, and the only sounds are that which you create. When I was a child, my parents often helped a school friend run his summer day camp. It’s located in a forgotten chunk of central Wisconsin—not north enough to be considered North Woods, but not south enough to be considered Suburbia. I could run round this camp as much as I wanted, and did. There could be over a hundred kids, and other families with tents, and I’d never see or hear them. The fields and forests spellbound me. I could see the talking beavers emerge from the wildflowers and warn me of the White Witch’s secret police.
This land is my Narnia.
I returned after a twenty-year absence. A few new cabins, a few new signs. But the fields and the forests: unchanged.
Find a place where magic glows in the air you breathe. Stand in its majesty. Imagine.
Wow! To find any place unchanged after so many years is something magical itself… It must be the real Narnia! I enjoyed your photographs and the story, thank you so much for sharing this special place.
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Thank you so much! I take that as a great compliment, considering your expertise in the field. 🙂
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Haha, thank you 😉
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Beautiful! I’d enjoy the wilderness a lot more if I could overcome my fear of daddy-long-leggers. Every time I’m in the woods, my eyes are peeled for those sinister things! I appreciate the beauty of the outdoors, but it would help if I wasn’t looking down every few steps for those darned things!!
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Oh heavens, daddy-long-legs are nothing compared to deer ticks, which ABOUND in that area. I loved the stroll, but yes, I was feeling my hair every few seconds, just in case… Glad you enjoyed the pictures!
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We lived in Racine for five years and I spent many Octobers and Novembers at a camp just a little north of Central WI. Beautiful area.
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Thank you for viewing my post! Autumn is positively breathtaking in this area. It’s one of the reasons I adore this state so much–so little changes, yet the beauty is in constant transformation, always for the better. I’m glad you feel the same!
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‘Unchanged’ the lovely Ms Lee, is immortal by any other definition. I enjoyed this one immensely…for once, my thanks to the philosophers ‘thing’ that is FB for leading me here.
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I’m glad. 🙂 Do you have an immortal place near you, too?
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Sadly not near, beautiful as this part of the world is…if I had to choose it would be the WW1 Cemetery in Etaples in Northern France. Although not a battlefield cemetery it is a place near the coast where the injured, soon to be dead soldiers lived out their last hours…amid the gravestones, and although I know it is impossible, my mind is at a peace that seems to be unending…stood there for a couple of hours one time. Indeed, I may look it up again tomorrow as we are off shopping in La Belle France!
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You should! And yes, there is a peace to be found in cemeteries, though Shey mentioned one in…was it Dundee? Don’t think so…anyway, there was a cemetery where one gets this sense of being pushed OUT. But many cemeteries feel easy to me. I wrote about another one a looooong time ago on the blog. “The Need for Place,” I think. Regardless, I’ve been keen to write about the loved ones who’ve passed on in my life, and where their graves reside, but between kids and travel, I’m not sure how I can go about it…
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Kids and free time…I now it well, thankfully mine have all grown, just G here and he has his own space on the top floor and the converted attic. Odd thing…my parents don’t have a grave, just scattered ashes. I think that’ll do for me also…the odd book or two I write should tell my offspring and theirs enough about this old fool.
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Ha! I don’t think there are words enough to contain all that you are, but you’re welcome to try. 🙂
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Photograph albums are better than gravestones to me also…that reminds me I am under orders to print off some favourite snaps of the last couple of years…keep forgetting.
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Will you share them here at all? I mean, the ones you’re allowed to share. 🙂
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My wife and her photo albums…she often shares them on FB for the fun of it. So she, when I get my act together will share the newer stuff (if truth be told about 3 years of it). Shirley Blamey is her name, shall I get her to follow you…she’s as mad as a box of frogs I might add?
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Anyone beloved by you is worth knowing, Mike. 🙂
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What a kind thought to take with me crossing La Manche any minute now!
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This made me smile and yearn for a Narnia of my own to visit. I have only a photograph of myself holding a sunflower aloft. It was a field by our house and it overflowed with the flowers. For whatever reason my sister and I would beg my parents to let us run through it. I remember the tall stalks and the sunshine and how time simply stopped. A builder plowed the field under. But I have the picture–the Narnia in my mind.
Thank you for evoking the memory!
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Happy to! Such are the memories that spur forth the fantasies to share with readers…
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It’s beautiful and nice that it’s kinda unspoilt to. Being brought up by the sea my Narnia was the beach, sand dunes and rock pools.
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That fits–Castle Paravel in Lion, Witch, and the Wardrobe was by the sea. xxxxxx
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The cold north east coast with rocks, large waves and it’s bleakness always conjured up tales like Dracula and Moby Dick. We were only a few miles north of Whitby we’re Dracula landed. Also the bleakness reminded me of Michael Moorcock novels like Elric. xxxx
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Oooo, that sounds like the perfect place to write stories, a place where magic flows and ebbs with the tide.
I’ve never heard of this guy! Our library system’s got a bunch of his stuff. Any recommendations? 🙂
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