Today, I thought I'd share the story behind the blog's name. I've shared bits and pieces before. Sarah and I had a grandmother named Barbara, she lived in a house on the edge of town. On a dirt road with a creek out back. We loved going out to spend the night at Grandma's! So many of my favorite childhood memories are out at that house - catching water-skippers, making pancakes, drinking hot cocoa, playing with kittens, sitting out the ice storm, watching deer in the backyard, exploring the woods and looking for the neighbors chickens, admiring Grandma's antiques and listening to the stories of her travels and of course getting to spend time with her. That place is chock full of so many happy memories...
Before Jenn, Sarah and I started this blog together last fall, I had been thinking of starting a new blog already. I'd been trying to come up with a new screen name, something that meant something to me. One day, I was thinking of name after name. Nothing seemed to fit quite right. And then I hit on it ... Leona Drive, the street Grandma's house was on. But that didn't have quite the right ring to it... so it morphed into Leona Lane, and that stuck. When we decided to start the blog together, Jenn and Sarah were on board with keeping that name, and I'm so glad we did. I think Gram would like it too.
Last week, I got to go home for Thanksgiving, it's the first time I've been back to Spokane since the week of Sarah's wedding and moving day (talk about a busy weekend!). We were long overdue for a visit and it was so nice to catch up with friends and family! This year, we planned to have Thanksgiving out at Leona again. Before Thanksgiving dinner, Joe and I went for a walk down Leona and in the woods nearby - and I was reminded of why I love that place so much. So many painfully good memories. It was perfectly frosty that day and near dusk. The pictures aren't perfect, but they remind me of her street perfectly.
Thanks for letting me take a little trip down memory lane!