Do you remember when those logs allowed us to sit in the sky? Do you remember how we would race each other up there? How we could sit up there for hours with nothing but sunshine and Legos? Do you remember? We were much younger then. Yet I don't feel so old or grown up now. . . Are we grown?
The remains of our fort.
(f/5.6, 1/350s with an 18-55mm)
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