Homesick

For some reason, the past few days I have just been longing to go back home to Twin Falls. I don't know if it's I just want to get out of Provo or what, but I MISS TWIN!

I just want to drive across the Perrine Bridge and be in awe of the beauty of the canyon. I want to go down to the falls. I want to watch the beautiful sunsets. I want to see Rock Creek out my window; I want to sit on the canyon and think. I want to drive really fast down the country roads, and just lay on my lawn or sit on my porch swing and stare up at the stars--the whole billions of stars that you can't see in Provo because of all the light. I want to hear the wind howling so loud outside of my bedroom windows that I feel like it's going to blow my house down, and yet feel secure at the same time because it's almost like the wind is holding the house up. I want to hear the creek rushing below, even from as high up as I am, and hear the coyotes howling. (Okay, so lots of these things can only happen in the summer, but I don't care. I miss them anyway). I want to see the temple spire rising up from almost anywhere in town, and I want to walk around the beautiful temple grounds. I want to walk along the canyon edge and take odd pictures with the statues. I want to wander around the halls of TFHS, being grateful that I'm no longer in high school, and yet missing Mrs. High and choirs and seminary stuff all the same. I want to just drive around town, knowing where everything is and how to get anywhere. I want to go to a drive-in movie. I want to wander around CSI and play on the Harrison playground and just wander around the dinky little mall. I want to hike around in Rock Creek canyon and sit on the ledge I used to at our old house. I want to see my family. I want to see Lindsey and Chip. And yet, right now the people are only secondary to me. I mostly just want to see Idaho. In fact, I'm thinking about going home two weekends from now--when my family won't be there. Just to spend time in Idaho.

I remember how ugly I thought Twin was when I first moved there. Oh, I was wrong. Lots of people think southern Idaho is ugly. Whatever. It's one of the most beautiful places ever. It's a different type of beauty though. It doesn't have majestic mountains like the Wasatch front, or lots of green trees. And I will admit that I still think Idaho on some winter days is ugly--the sky the same color gray as all the ground showing and everything else white and tan. Yet even that has it's own appeal. And right now I just want to drive up to Twin Falls and spend a lovely spring day there. Sigh. If only I didn't have class tomorrow, I'd leave right now.