While here as a child I spent most of my time on the dock. Being on that small patch of wood over the water was like standing on the edge of the unknown.
The early afternoon sun shining through the trees.
The neighboring house next door. It looks like it has been abandoned since the 1960's.
I went exploring in the abandoned house with my siblings and cousins. It was like being on a episode of "Life After People". The long forgotten clothing in the closets was the only thing not covered by a think layer of dirt and leaves. I did like this view of the ceiling. It had collapsed after years of neglect to reveal the robust greenery slowly consuming it inch by inch.
The sun and its reflection meeting at dusk.
My brother Jonathan and cousin Andy fishing off the dock.
My sister Jennifer talking with her boyfriend after her college graduation.
A view of the creamy evening sky melting into the landscape.