They’re doing some trail improvement where I normally take my weekend morning walks, so I’ve taken an alternate route around that, which is neither here nor there, except: I’ve discovered Narnia in my own backyard.
Behold:
It’s a lamppost! In the middle of nowhere! I love it!
Actually, there used to be a house here, not that you can tell (except for the lamppost, of course). At one point, people were living there. Then it was boarded up. Then, overnight (almost), if vanished. (Eminent domain, perhaps? Magic? We may never know.)
But someone, a closet Narnia fan maybe, left behind the lamppost.
I’m hoping they don’t take the lamppost away. I’d hate to lose the Narnia in my own backyard.
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