At this very moment snow is falling outside. To be honest, I think falling snow is very pretty; as long as I'm able to sit at home and enjoy it. Lucky for me, today is Monday. These are the times that I miss Laguna. In the area I lived in, there were so many parks with in a 5 mile distance that my friends and I would hop on our bikes and go where we pleased. One particular park wasn't within bike riding distance (well, it always worried my mom) that was a jungle gym/ playground that the community built together made of wood called Miwok park. I loved walking around this one area where tons of people had decorated tiles with their names and drawings of family. Although, this picture doesn't show either of those things (it's a pretty big park). I think it is one of the most picturesque areas in Laguna. Sometimes, I really miss being a kid. I wish that I could just hop on my bike and go play games on a nice, warm day. Where there are only a few marshmallow clouds in the sky to block the sun every-so often and the trees are so big you can't get your arms around it to climb them. Things just seem so simple when you're a kid, why does life start to feel more complicated the older you get?
