When we were kids everything was much more enchanting.

When we were kids everything was much more enchanting. The grass was lush and cool and not trimmed close to the ground like a golf course. In fact, why mow it when you had goats? From a billy to the kids, and the gander to the goslings, back then held the magic of baby calves and forts in abandoned tree trunks. The world was our playground. The sunsets were oranger and the depth of field all the most foggy. Our worst fears were the wolves and the aliens.