On the way back, we met twilight. It takes about an hour to walk home. Railways and bridges have their own magic. It's like going to distant, unknown worlds.
I love your pictures, and the description of your outing with your daughter. Childhood is so precious, and time with our young children is an amazing gift. Too quickly that time passes. It's so wonderful that you had that delicious lemon ice cream, just as if you had stepped into a portal to your own childhood.
RE: Куда уходит детстство или ещё раз про мосты