~ when I was just a kid; we used to walk down through the rocky field stopping to play on the big whale rock that sat just before the creek. Then wandering down the old 'corduroy road' another name for the old trail through the woods made up of wooden poles laid in place wherever needed to get vehicles, tractors and such across the swampy spots. The poles are nearly all rotted away now but that is the trail still used to this day to access my sisters place through the land from our old homestead where Mom still lives. Anyways ~ back to my story - We used to walk down to visit Grandpa and Grandma O. who lived just beyond where my sister now lives. Back then when my legs were even shorter than they are now (I can only imagine my sister's snickering as they read this) that seemed like a long walk. Now its a breeze, even for me! Well Grandpa and Grandma had two old Adirondack chairs and when I spotted them as we ended the trail, I knew we were there! We made it to Grandpa and Grandma's!
As I was surfing the net and saw this picture - it bought back a flood of memories of those wonderful visits. Oh how I miss those summer days and even more so ~ Oh how I miss them!