Despite the cushioned rubber flooring that has replaced the jagged woodchips of the past, the jungle gym stands as a monument to pure, unscripted movement. It reminds us that sometimes, the best way to see the world is upside down, with the wind in your hair and your fingers gripped tight to a cold metal bar.

One minute it’s a pirate ship, the next it’s a high-tech fortress or a cage for a misunderstood dragon.

The transition from the lower rungs to the "summit" is a toddler’s first true mountain climbing expedition.

It’s where momentum is discovered during a swing and where friction is felt (often painfully) on a metal slide.