Life is ephemeral art. I love these wacky guys. I love that they're made of paper, been there for years.

 It was a cool dusky evening with nothing to do after basketball but hang for a while, eating ice cream sandwiches and taking in the local air. Everyone is getting so grownup around here. And not just in the ephemeral way. The kids are so steady and smart and they say such wise reasonable things. They have always surprised me, in this way, because wise and reasonable haven't been the norm for me.