The slides of our childhood

My husband and I visited a county park outside of Pittsburgh while on a 24 hour hiatus from parenting, and found ourselves captivated by this old playground--in particular, the slide.  I found myself having so many sensory memories - the great height of these things, the smell of the metal on your hands after gripping the bars to climb up, the worn paint and rust.

patinas of the playground

brushing and sanding