still hangin' in there

i don't know why but one vivid memory i have of grandma and grandpa's place is this gate to the pasture land. maybe because when grandpa was still in relatively good health, and even later, we would often pass through this gate for a walk along the creek, a haven for the cows in the heat of summer. a lot has happened since then, but that gate is still hangin' in there. when i was there in july 2004, uncle john and sarah took me for a walk along the creek. i had to laugh at myself. as i snapped pictures, i felt a little bit like a tourist as uncle john reeled off little stories along the way about my grandparents and great grandparents.