no longer running to their rescue
My dad celebrated his 45th high school reunion over the weekend. We joined my parents for the family picnic. One of my dad’s friends brought pictures from their 20th reunion, when they had a small get together at my parents’ house. I am three years away from my 20th high school reunion. What?! My parent’s were pretty close to my age in those old pictures. I was the age of my oldest. Growing up is just strange. A good strange, but strange nonetheless!
It has been a while since we visited a splash pad. We used to go all the time during the summer because it was easier than going to a swimming pool with lots of littles. These days, we just swim.
85mm, ISO 100, 1/800, f/2.8 ~ 85mm, ISO 100, 1/640, f/2.8
85mm, ISO 100, 1/1000, f/2.8
Their favorite aspect of the park was the dumping buckets. I kept watching them and thinking about all the times Chris and I would race over to rescue them as toddlers before the dumping water knocked them over. Now they were pushing and holding eachother while laughing the whole time. I think next time I need to join them.
85mm, ISO 100, 1/1250, f/2.8 ~ 85mm, ISO 100, 1/1250, f/2.8
85mm, ISO 100, 1/2000, f/2.8 ~ 85mm, ISO 100, 1/1250, f/2.8
85mm, ISO 100, 1/1600, f/2.8 ~ 85mm, ISO 100, 1/1000, f/2.8
Summer is my favorite. Spring is a close second. Fall and winter require too many layers!
