One of the main houses I grew up in- on Woodbine Avenue. Raking those leaves was always a treat. No, your eyes are not deceiving you- It's rather small.

The "Y Woods"!

Some creative local graffiti

I used to think some kind of ritual sacrifice or witchcraft probably took place on those boulders...
2 comments:
memories. like the corner of my mind.
i remember that rock in the Y woods. we really did think sacrifice was happening there.
Chic!
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