El bosque magico

Jen, Tavis, Edison and I stood leaning on tools staring at an old tractor tire half submerged in the ground. Tavis said, “Its funny the things that give you a sense of accomplishment. Today I buried a tire.” Later the younger kids climbed up, down, and through the tire, then sat perched on top watching a heated game of futbol on the field Cameron has laboriously carved out of the tall grass. Most of the girls ran between nearby trees on soft moss dappled with yellow flowers playing tag, and we all felt a sense of accomplishment in seeing the little playground in el bosque magico begin to take shape.