The wagon rolled across the sandy open space, only to bump into a grassy stretch of ground, and then concrete. The wagon circled and circled, the riders patient as the driver pulled into the patch of shade on the hot afternoon. Oh well that was my attempt to make this sound like the beginning of a novel.
Actually I pulled the toy wagon and two of my granddaughters enjoyed the ride. Around and around we went bumping and smiling. Enjoy the photos!