flashback friday

'camp'

the cabin my grandpa built in the 1910s/20s.

when it was still inhabitable.

 

here

 

it is

 

now

 

there's the old bulkhead reinforced with scrap metal, old bicycle parts, and such

that revealed themselves over the years as the water and weather washed the concrete away

before the new bulkhead was built.

 

just look at all that junk washed up and gathered off the beach!

so. many. bedsprings.

still things wash up, but not so much.

people don't throw so much crap in the water anymore

and there is decidedly less beach glass since recycling has taken hold.

 

that must be me inside my mom's belly there.

bainbridge island

summer 1969.

Done