yarnbomber

By yarnbomber

The lane.

This little lane runs along at the end of my grans house in the countryside. I haven't been there for a while so I took a little stroll up there today. It brought back so many happy lovely memories of our childhood and being allowed to sleep under the stars, picking wild fruits and mushrooms, harvest time, cousins, and batman lucky bags we got in a shop that we crossed two fields to get to. But now I feel so sad, I lost my dad last year to cancer. Words can't describe how much I miss him. Strange the way a place can take you right back to your childhood and almost leave you stranded

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