The ravine behind my childhood home. My son and I went there to draw for one of his high school art class assignments. I spent some excellent time here when I was a kid. There used to be a rope swing here and a rope bridge. In this litigious world we live in now such things cannot exist. My dachshund, “Rumpy”, and I loved this place.

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