Monday, June 1, 2009

Piece Of Childhood

It's nice to walk around in the back fields of your grandparents' property and surprisingly find a piece of your childhood sitting there. Amongst towering weeds and imposing trees.

Rusted all to hell.

Seeing it this way, I'd rather it have been trashed.


Steve said...

It's like a scene out of some sick time-travel film. You go forward in time only to find everything you knew in shambles.

Lenina Crowne said...

And that made me shiver.