When I think about it, the kid is kinda burly like a 1930s strongman.
The field to the right was overgrown and scary for most of childhood.
The kids are new, and I think they are grandkids.
My neighbor used to talk about shooting porcupines with her rifle, she lived alone until she was in her 90s.
I just happen to know that if you fall in here, you will have a HUGE bruise on your thigh.
Ice is slippery.
This was discovered by a 92 year old woman who was fishing.
I look good in wool.
Cotton kills.
On photo.net buried deep under years of tutorials, is a mention of this bridge in The Flume. I know, I was excited too.
This is part of a natural waterslide at The Basin in Franconia Notch. On my birthday I went swimming here, we alternated between standing in the snow and swimming in the icy water. My birthday is in April.