Most of the time when we think about playgrounds we tend to conjure up an image in our heads of a safe, fun place where we can sit on a bench and maybe sip at a cup of coffee while our kids screech and giggle on the slide or the swings.
Luckily, that’s because most communities tend to take their playgrounds pretty seriously. People understand that no matter whether you live in the big city or way out in some country hamlet, having a place where children can go to have fun and blow off some steam and do it safely is a huge factor in gaining and maintaining a good citizenry.
However, let’s not mince words here: there are some playgrounds that simply hang their heads in shame when it comes to the things that matter most.
I’m talking about the playgrounds that life forgot, the ones where, for whatever reason, neglect and deprivation have replaced afternoon laughter and childhood memories. They are the kinds of places that are avoided by everyone but certain shadowy figures and their squirrel-y agendas; they are the kinds of places that reek of ‘once upon a time’.
There is, if want to you look hard enough, a unique sort of poetry in these photos I have collected of many of these bruised and battered playgrounds. I think they serve to remind us that nothing lasts forever; that in the blink of an eye things can change more than we ever could have imagined.
And that still counts for something too, huh?
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