I dismantled a swingset on Sunday.
Colorado’s intense high-altitude sun and temperature swings had taken their toll on the wood.
Our youngest kid is now 15. Playing on the swingset no longer holds the attraction it used to. So we decided to convert that part of the yard to garden.
It’s sad to contemplate that it seems like just a few years ago when I was mourning the loss of cuteness — when she was about 6 or 7 years old.