I have walked through the same forest all my life. I would walk up the hill, past the spiky bushes, to the magic sandpit. Then I would head up to lookout bench to see the world for miles around. I would then descend past the squirrel tree, towards the gingerbread house and return home down penny lane... Of course, I was a little younger at the time. A few years later my cousins and I were walking through the forest and I took this photograph.