There is nothing better than stumbling upon a pavement all chalked up and colourful.
The remnants of an afternoon's game to keep boredom at bay, when school doesn't exist and parents suggest anything to get the kids out of the house....
The game might have lasted five minutes or an hour or two...
Either way, the marks, lines and pictures are a beautiful signpost to a day that will wash away with the rain, like the memory of that particular afternoon in the minds of Sam, Aston and Tyra....
Either way, the marks, lines and pictures are a beautiful signpost to a day that will wash away with the rain, like the memory of that particular afternoon in the minds of Sam, Aston and Tyra....
I'm so glad i had my camera.
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