Remembering Wonderland

Personal memory by Crystal Jenkins

1993Midland, MI, USA

As a child I lived on a family lot with 52 acres of land. We would spend hours traversing the woods and creeks; catching frogs, then naming and releasing them, and enjoying the canopy of leaves and branches. It was like living on another planet. Our own world. Now, 20 some years later, my parents fell on hard times and had to sell the land. The developers who bought it have torn the majority of the trees from the land to sell for profit and have left a dirt filled, barren field where this beautiful wonderland once thrived.