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solving a mystery

not a big one, and one that had been forgotten by me until the answer presented itself...at least, what i'm assuming to be the answer...

i drive past city park everyday on the way to work. it is absolutely beautiful, so i have been wanting to spend some time there (we all know how much i love the park). i got back from buying some groceries, and i decided to go today and explore city park a little, since i had the time. i looked up the park online to make sure i knew a bit about the layout of the park and to see what all city park had to offer, when i saw the description of storyland. 

and all of a sudden, i remembered something i hadn't thought about in a really long time. when i was little, we lived in the middle of nowhere. the road was dirt and we were surrounded by woods and a few other houses. we walked down our road to pick blackberries, and the creek was behind our house (granted, my sister and i weren't the play in the woods types, so we didn't venture back there much...). i used to have this dream about walking down our road and through the woods to a fairytale land. little houses, characters from books, etc. at the time, i always thought they were a little weird, because the dreams felt soo real, like i really was in a fairytale world. i never could figure the dreams out, and being you know, 10 or younger, i didn't really try very hard. but they still had this mysterious, "these dreams are important, this really happened" kind of feel to them. today, i couldn't begin to tell you what happened in all those dreams, other than walking through the woods into a fairytale world.

so after reading a little, taking some pictures, and walking around a bit, i drove around the park to look for storyland. 

and i'm pretty sure i discovered where at least some of the source of those dreams came from. storyland at city park. i could be wrong -- we may never have gone there when we lived in new orleans; i don't remember. and i didn't get this overwhelming feeling that this was what i had been dreaming of when i was little, but there has to be some sort of connection...

the entrance to storyland
 

various fairytale characters and scenes
 
 
 
 
 
 

the storyland castle when you walk in/out
 

and through these experiences at city park today, i decided that city park > patterson park, the park that functioned as our backyard in baltimore....but that's another post for another day....

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