Ode to a playground,

dailypostJanuary 28 | Ode to a playground | A place from your past or childhood, one that you’re fond of, is destroyed. Write it a memorial.

The playground across the road…

Oh how i recall the times that we spent together.  The quiet hours i would sit and reflect, listen to music,  just be at one with my own thoughts.  How i wept quietly to myself when i heard the news that you had been destroyed. Such happy times destroyed by fire & flame reduced to ashes. my heart will not be the same.

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Hey There, I’m Nic. I am a "Home Executive Blogger" who blogs too much and takes too many photos. I am a collector of memories, moments and relish in the snippets and slices of everyday life, I like to call myself an Everyday Life Photo Journalist. I live with my beloved husband, daughter, we live near the sea in Tasmania with our many pets. I love home decorating, meaning i spend way too much at Kmart.

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