Memories of old

This was the yard I used to play in when I was a boy visiting my late grandparents in Orange CA. My cousin and I would do Judo and throw eachother on the grass - I would take a beating because my cousin was much older than me. We would shoot BB guns and they would bounce off the walls and hit the window or in one particular case, me. I got so pissed that my cousin targeted me but of course we were both playing with fate in getting hit by rouge BBs or pellets. BBQs in the backyard and Easter egg hunts annually - it was as good a time as any. I miss my grandparents. Now the house is home to others and I hope they can build happy memories of their own.