Hopper Painting Inspired Piece

This picture of tree tops made me think of when I was a little girl playing outside in my grandparents' backyard. The trees in this painting are nearly identical to the view I vividly remember from my childhood of looking up during the fall. When I was younger, everything seemed much bigger, broader, taller, more curious and magical. This piece of art perfectly depicts that wonder I had looking up at those trees that seemed to touch the clouds. They had a swing set for my brother and me and each of us would try to swing higher than the other, and that's when I would look up at the colorful autumn branches the most. There were two enormous trees and one smaller one, which we would climb up nearly everyday and brag about our bravery, even though it isn't much taller than I am now. In my nana and papa's backyard is where our stories and games came to life; we would chase each other, use sticks as guns, swords, wands, animals, you name it. My brother and I were very imaginative back then, and we still are. Now when I go out back at their house, the swings are much lower, the trees are much shorter, the steps to the deck aren't as steep, the holes in the fence aren't as large, and our favorite climbing tree is dying...but the wondrous, playful, carefree memories of just a decade ago still live vibrantly in my mind and heart. I'm so glad I got a glimpse of my past again, just by looking at that simple picture of tree tops.