Fading afternoon light

A memory of a far away park on a sunny afternoon.

It was just opposite our home in Sydney. An ordinary park with brown dry grass in summer and tall gum trees around its borders.

It was the first park my son knew. We had birthday parties and play dates with friends there.

For Becky’s Bright Squares

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