Kings Park is like life in a way. Constantly changing, a door (or rather a hole in the wall in this case) opens each time I am there and another one closes (gets boarded up). There’s always a new piece of art on the walls. I can’t say that Kings Park is ever the same as I last saw it, the next time I got to visit.

I’ve been there so many times, and I have yet to explore every inch that is available to me. It is just such a massive piece of property, that there is not enough time in the day to visit it all.

I hope one day to have the time to finish my exploration of it.