|The Paper Kites|
05.18.13 @ 13:56♥4
This is the tree that my brother Harry, my best friend Molly and I used to play on, we made dens and had a robe swing. And would spend hours out there in the woods. We’d take a back pack with sandwiches, and Harry’s catapult and with his swiss army knife we carved out entails into our tree… Since then Molly has moved to Canada, Harry is also living there, and I am still here. I went into the wood today to take photographs of the bluebells, and then i found our tree.