folsom.

hi, i'm camilla + i'm from northern california.

folsom, like the folsom prison? 

 kinda near sacramento,

it's the best hometown ever.

i always introduced myself this way in college, on dates, introductions.

i actually dated a guy who told me i had too much pride for folsom.

like i said, i dated him.

it's an hour or so from the ocean + an hour or so from the mountains.

+ just about anywhere in folsom, 

you're always five or ten minutes away from the lake or a river.

let me tell you what it was like growing up in "wholesome folsom."

i went to natoma station elementary, stayed there until 6th grade.

i had snail races,

groovy greek days,

field trips to coloma + sly park,

a teacher who didn't believe in the word "done,"

i was picked to be on the special team who played against the teachers for kickball,

countless hours of teatherball 

+ i'm still friends with my kindergarden teacher.

i played with the neighborhood kids

+ woke up early to feed horses with my best friend in the undeveloped land behind beth's house.

i played in creeks off the bike paths 

+ released 12cent goldfish from petsmart into the wetlands in broadstone.

i played soccer when i was 5,6,7 with girls i went to high school with.

i went to folsom high school where there were almost as many seagulls as students.

mormon bench. 

i jumped big tit a few times.

i went to the "bathroom" during A lunch.

i went to the rope swings,

sutter street for thursday night markets,

senior sunrise at beal's point,

went to the sketchy bowling alley 

+ laughed at the flavored condoms they had for 25cents in the bathroom.

i biked more than i walked.

i went to parties, i planned parties, i rocked at parties.

i made out in "heaven." (who hasn't)

mormon dances were the monthly highlight 14-17.

i went to the river,

i went to the lake,

i was a lifeguard,

a swim instructor.

i was in jazz choir.

i played in parks past curfews,

went to one too many late nighters at in n out.

i went to countless pool parties,

i borrowed more chocolate chips, eggs and flour than is probably socially acceptable from neighbors.

i had my trees, my hills, my sun + my lake.

i got engaged in folsom,

i got married in folsom.

i guess what i'm getting at is that i feel like i had a beautiful childhood + youth

 because of folsom,

because of the community,

because of the people.

+ i guess that's why it makes that list of best places to raise a family ;)

but folsom is changing, building, expanding

+ when i visited it a few weeks ago, 

i knew i need to take some pictures in the hills that change with every season

+ sort of say my hippie goodbye to memories of sneaking over fences to run in these fields + chase wild horses + cows,

because years + years + years from now when this place is way too big for me to recognize as the suburbs that i grew up in, i'll pull out these pictures + think

+ man, did we have it so very very good.

#myhometownfolsom

as i finished up this blogpost, I thought, how cool would it be to see folsom through another's eyes. everyday someone has a totally different perceptive on what goes on, 

so i thought, why not do a little social experience + see what others see about our hometown.

so let's see what you experiences about #myhometownfolsom

ps. 

this doesn't give folsom justice.

pps.

i couldn't not have a jumping picture

folsom.