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Sandbox Memories

It's a Tonka

Driving past this scene today at lunch brought back early childhood memories of playing in the sandbox with the tonk a trucks moving dirt from one spot to another.  It was rather surreal and with all the activity that was happening it was important that i caught as many of the different elements at work.  I really am happy with this shot, even though I had a few with the front loader dumping dirt, nne of them really caught all the activity quite like this one.  Still it was a fun trip down memory lane.  April 10, 2011

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