Saturday, October 15, 2005

Birthday party


Talia's. (10/14)

Out

(10/14)

Yard work


(10/10)

Shop therapy

(10/10)

Tantrum

(10/7)

First


shots. (10/7)

She's with the band

(10/6)

Train I ride


Trains are big and black and smokin'
Steam screamin' at the wheels,
Bigger than anything they is
At least that's the way she feels

And our lives were like some old Western movie
Like desperadoes waiting for a train

Well I'm at the station

But I can't get on the train

You leave the Pennsylvania Station at a quarter to four

I hear that whistle blowin'
I hang my head and cry

Hey, Porter! Hey, Porter!
Please get my bags for me
I need nobody to tell me now that we're in Tennessee
Go tell that engineer to make that lonesome whistle scream
We're not so far from home so take it easy on the steam

Just listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As we glide across the woodlands
Through the hills and by the shore

(Wabash, Frisco & Pacific Railroad, Glencoe, Mo., 10/2)

Art appreciation


Defacing Daddy's work at the Dogtown Art Fair. (10/1)

Big world


Small kid. (10/1)

Chain gang

(10/1)

Dance

(9/30)

Now


where are we going? (9/27)

The young scholar


(9/26)

Togetherness


Or jealousy. (9/25)

Parade


(9/24)

Bath


Aftermath. (9/23)

Out

(9/23)

An early smile


(9/21)