Tuesday, July 19, 2011

The Cool of the Woods

I grew up living not to far from the "woods" as we called it and the small creek running through it.  One summer when I was about 10 or 11 my brother, the neighbor kids, and I would spend almost everyday hanging around in that small tract of trees.

We would play at just about anything. Making forts; building dams in the creek; having battles.
Tremont, Great Smoky Mtn. Nat. Park, USA

Anything we could do to keep ourselves busy for the summer and keep ourselves in the cool of that woods.