A few weeks ago, I took a second-grade tour group to the Minneapolis Sculpture Garden. I had them look for animal sculptures, like Deborah Butterfield’s Woodrow. At Arikidea, we found a bird’s nest. Aww, baby birdies!
Sorry about the blurry picture. The photography ended up being much harder than I orignally thought — balancing on a swinging platform, stabilizing myself against the ropes with one hand, and taking the photo with the other. Yes, I fell off the swing. Yes, people saw me. And yes, they laughed when I fell.