3.10.2009

I'm Not Going To Stop The Rain By Complaining

Caleb watches the snow fall on a Saturday morning.

While working with watercolors, Sam took to painting his own face. In using his face as canvas, and in using reds and blacks to suggest the ruddy-cheeked, unshaven countenance of a hobo/clown, the artist is clearly referencing the return of 1930's-style financial woes and freight train-hopping.

We took advantage of Friday's near-60 degree weather to visit the park, where we discovered giant, icy mud puddles.

Caleb in mid-splash.

At the top of the slide.

Aswing.

Sam on the run.

Two of us wearing raincoats.

1 comment:

cm said...

So you are coming back for a visit this summer, right???