Lawn chair.

Plastic webbing was hot & sticky, the front rail hurt the back of your legs. On a sunny day, you got fried like a waffle.

Vintage lawn sprinkler

brings back memories of hot summer days playing in the sprinkler back when I was little

I was walking around this afternoon in my mom's small town, making up stories and imagining things, and I wanted to collect images evoking my dreamt-up Craigsville. While searching Etsy I discovered this photo, which shockingly is of a house right round the corner on the main road.

I was walking around this afternoon in my mom's small town, making up stories and imagining things, and I wanted to collect images evoking my dreamt-up Craigsville. While searching Etsy I discovered this photo, which shockingly is of a house right round the corner on the main road.

"This fictional account of a true incident reflects the timeless conflict between individual rights and revolutionary excess."

"This fictional account of a true incident reflects the timeless conflict between individual rights and revolutionary excess.


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