Honest Dirt

It may be cheating a little bit, but I've posted a photograph I took a couple of weeks back in Rozelle Estate.

This is the sort of tree I climbed in (and fell out of) in my youth along with many of my compadres and even some girls - no discrimination there.

I took this during the school holidays, but as you can see, or rather not see, a distinct lack of children even though there are many in this area. I'm not sure whether it was

1. lack of interest by the parents or the children, or
   
2. fear of injury to the children, or
3. fear of molestation of the children

however I felt saddened that they don't seem to have the same freedom that we did. I also think that the general exposure to 'good honest dirt' that we had built up our immune systems for the future.