Saturday, March 3, 2012

#57


Right down the street from my childhood home is a walking trail.
When I was a kid, it was just an old, barely used rail road track.
Made for a very nice walk on this perfectly beautiful afternoon.
The moon was up in the sky when I was walking east.



And I had the sun on my face on the way back.


Here's my dad's house.
We moved in when I was four.
That's a long time ago.
My old bedroom window is the dormer on the left.

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