CHESTNUT
These are the train tracks that are down the street from my childhood home in Exeter. I used to cross these tracks everyday walking home from school. As a kid, these are the train tracks that my brother and I would lift up our feet over while driving in the car and making a wish. I can hear the familiar thud-thud. The other day while in town, my mom and I took her dog, Willow for a walk and I brought my camera along to look for the color chestnut. I think the color on the inside of the track is what sticks out to me.
These are the train tracks that are down the street from my childhood home in Exeter. I used to cross these tracks everyday walking home from school. As a kid, these are the train tracks that my brother and I would lift up our feet over while driving in the car and making a wish. I can hear the familiar thud-thud. The other day while in town, my mom and I took her dog, Willow for a walk and I brought my camera along to look for the color chestnut. I think the color on the inside of the track is what sticks out to me.
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