Summer days of childhood

It's okay if you forget that I took these photos when you get older. I just hope you remember a hot summer day in update New York when you were 4 years old. You rode a tram, which you called a bus, through acres of beautiful nature with monumental sculptures and artworks. You ran around barefoot with your younger brother, escaping the downpour thunderstorm under the trees with mom and dad. Everyone got completely soaked but remember how much fun you had. I just hope when you look at these photos years later, it can take you back to a vague memory of a hot summer day in upstate New York when you were 4 years old.

xo, rowa