For the past 30 years I have told my family about the ravine back behind my house in Bloomington. I lived there for 8 years during the late 1960's to the early 1970's. My happiest times were spent out back in the woods.
My husband never believed me when I told him that a really tall, maybe 10 feet tall waterfall was at the end of the ravine. He always laughed and said "it is probably 2 feet tall because you always remember things from your childhood as being huge when the are really very small."
In January of 2006 my husband and I went to visit my old neighborhood. It has changed alot since I lived there. Someone put in a long driveway around the end of the ravine and built a house on the opposite side from our old house.
Picture 1: Stairs leading down to the creek were built by the owners. That is my husband down at the bottom of the hill. Behind him is the hill going up to my yard.
Picture 2: Taken from the stairs towards the end of the ravine.
Picture 3: My tall tale waterfall!!! In real life. The angle the picture was taken makes it look shorter then the actual at least 15 foot height.
my playground