Horseshoes Under the Trestle
It seems the first few hot days have barely arrived this year and the boys are already playing horseshoes! They didn't even take the time to cut the grass on the pitch. Unfortunately not everyone has the day off. The engineer of the passing mail train looks down enviously from atop the trestle.
When I was a child my grandfather had a cottage at Thurstonia Park on Sturgeon Lake in the Kawarthas. Every time I hear horseshoes clank I remember fondly those summer days when you could hear the sound of men playing horseshoes at the hotel ringing down the shoreline.
I am contemplating adding a stream to the South Bay layout to add a little more interest.
Spring is here - maybe!
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