Letting Go

The weather has been awesome in Kentucky. It's been in the 70's with blue skies and lots of sun. It makes ya just want to work in the yard.
I picked up lots of twigs yesterday and raked some left over leaves from the Fall. My son tore down the kids old playhouse. I was kinda sad to see it go. The boys spent lots of time in there using it as their fort and protection from the indians, and as their boat lost at sea....and then a little later, it became the club house for the boys in the neighborhood. They eventually grew out of the house and it was passed down to their sister. Curtains were hung, and toys guns were replaced by posters of kittens, and baby dolls.
Last year the house became storage for the lawn mower, shovels, and rakes and it also became home to wasps. The shingles on the roof were pulling up, and the door had been ripped off during a storm. It had become an eyesore, and yet I wanted to hold on to it. It was a part of me. It was a part of my kids.
Needless to say, it now lies in shambles in my backyard Nothing more than pieces of wood, window frames and shingles. I'm thinking I will use the space to grow a flower garden.