When I was little, up until my family and I moved up to Oregon, my grandparents house was my second home. I would go there to play with their turtle in the yard, make mud pies, ride my bike, play board games with my grandma and go on walks with my papa. Those are the years you want to make sure you never lose, I know that now that I’m getting older, sometimes it’s hard remembering what my grandma’s voice sounded like. She passed away when I was 15 and I still get emotional when I think about her. Going back to their house without her inside is getting harder with time. It’s been 10 years, and I still expect her to be sitting in their living room, watching game shows and greeting me with a big smile.
I love taking pictures of memories, in this case I took pictures of what I see that still reminds me of when I was little. The distinct brick in front of their house, the garden and fence. I hope by showing you these maybe you’ll have a childhood flash back of memories you remember and moments you might have almost lost.
My Papa has a small space in his garden where he keeps his petrified rocks 🙂