Love the photo! curious as to where or more specific what are they playing in? Looks like the trench was carved out of the stone for a purpose. Any info?
It's a canal for overrun of water during big storms...they also used it to channel water for irrigation. It is broken in parts so now it's abandoned and a play place for kids, trail, or whatnot.
How is it that we contain everything that we were and everything that we are now?
I love that we can look at this playful image and transport myself back to my imaginary friend who was a complete litterbug. I was always picking up after her!
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Love the photo! curious as to where or more specific what are they playing in? Looks like the trench was carved out of the stone for a purpose. Any info?
Oh I love it!! Can I pin the pic on Pinterest?
Love this.
My imaginary friends have stuck with me the longest (tee,hee)
It's a canal for overrun of water during big storms...they also used it to channel water for irrigation. It is broken in parts so now it's abandoned and a play place for kids, trail, or whatnot.
Here's the link to the pin, Joan:
http://pinterest.com/pin/73816881363027450/
Funny how sometimes we need a reminder like this one that we are still kids at heart. Thanks for posting this.
Sometimes, I need that reminder myself, Stacey.
Indeed Teachinfourth.
I can still remember my imaginary friend. Every once in awhile, my mom will tease me about her.
The problem I have now is I am a kid inside with a body that is elderly. It won't cooperate!!!
This explains my desire to play with Barbies again.
Its so bizarro how we are still us...still feel young...and yet our bodies tell us otherwise. Sigh....
That is the cutest photo! Found your blog from following a link on another blog.
Fabulous mult exp -- love it. :)
Mmm.. I want to go run with them!
makes me smile.
How is it that we contain everything that we were and everything that we are now?
I love that we can look at this playful image and transport myself back to my imaginary friend who was a complete litterbug. I was always picking up after her!
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