Wonder if this dreamlike scene is what my grandfathers lived with their children after WW2. Will my children grow up like their children- with no great depression and hardship to form their character? Is my total pleasure at this bucolic scene i worked so hard to produce limiting them? Hope not.
I wish all children could run and play with good friends, in a suburban paradise of trees, parks, and sunlight, like these.
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